Five Minutes Of Alpha = Fifty Years Of Pining

Sometimes it’s amusing to hear the Word of CH tumbling from the lips of women with a shred of self-awareness, as they recount their conflicted feelings for the beta males and alpha males of their lives. Here, an old woman phantom menstruates over the tiniest memory of a cad with whom she had a brief fling fifty years ago at her peak nubility age of eighteen. In her yearning recollection, you will recognize the wisdom of the Chateau.

Dark, brooding and with a hint of world-weary danger, he was a cross between a 19th-century decadent poet and a Hollywood heartthrob.

I was just a few weeks into my first term at Newcastle University, and determined to lose my virginity at the first opportunity. I resolved that he would be the one to do the deed.

Betas strugglewoo for years to get that pussy; alphas have it FedExed to their laps.

I discovered his name: John Nicholas Harley Pellowe — even that sounded impossibly romantic — and that he lived in Henderson Hall, the most glamorous Hall of Residence…

An important concept of game is the cultivation of mystery. A man of intrigue has hardly much self-promoting to do; the woman will promote him in her mind, filling in the missing details or embroidering the neutral facts in such a way that his allure is only strengthened.

I made it my life’s work to find out where he might be and to be there, too. Alone, I tramped round the seedy jazz clubs of Newcastle whenever I was tipped off about a possible sighting.

Eventually, my efforts were rewarded. I was sitting in the library one day when he walked in. I felt white-hot desire and, propelled by almost insane love and longing, walked over to him. From then on, we started a sort of relationship.

“sort of relationship”

We would meet at parties and other functions

Aka booty calls. How did men booty call before the invention of cell phones? Must have been the old-fashioned way: face-to-face. Much respect.

— at which, I have to admit, he paid me scant attention.

😆 You’d think that would have slowed her down. But no.

But I would interpret any little crumb of affection or interest as undying love on his part.

People value that which is scarce and priced accordingly. A man who gives his affection and interest away for free is advertising to women that he believes he is worth exactly that price. If he’s got at least a little going on, he’ll be used like the free samples at your local farm-fresh SWPLmarket. In contrast, a man who makes a woman work for his affection will be perceived as possessing very high market value, and she will swoon uncontrollably whenever he deigns to gift her with one of these minor victories over his studied aloofness.

I soon lost my virginity to him, in his room at Henderson Hall, and thought my happiness was complete.

What he was thinking: “Ok, how do I get out of here without her causing a scene?”

I was so besotted that I never even noticed another young man lurking along the corridor, named Bryan Ferry.

A beta makes his move!

The Christmas holidays came and I wondered how I could get through them without [Alpha John].

Patience, readers. The beta will require years and countless demonstrations of abject appeasement to complete his move.

But he was still being a very reluctant swain, and although keen enough to have sex,

🙄 It’s as much the fate of women to misconstrue sex as evidence that a man wants a loving relationship as it is the fate of beta males to misconstrue emotional sharing as evidence that a woman wants sex.

he never once asked me out, or even seemed to want to be seen with me.

I sort of knew it would never come right, yet, wilfully, I ignored all the warning signs.

But all warning signs are not the same. For example, women have no trouble heeding the warning signs that a man showing interest in them is a beta male. In those cases, nothing is ignored; the beta is jettisoned without a moment’s reflection. If anything, women over-correct for beta male warning signs (gotta protect those eggs from even catching a whiff of limply motile beta male sperm).

After one of our many nights of passion, more in love with him than ever, if that was possible,

Sunk cock theory. She had worked hard for his wang and invested her heart and soul only to be rewarded with his cruelly delicious indifference. Her investment is not going to pan out but she’ll see it through to the last shilling of her sanity. This is Chick Crack 101.

I saw him at the top of the steps of the Union Building and ran up to him.

I wonder if she recalls this level of detail about fleeting moments she had over the decades with her beta hubby?

Now, surely, he would return my love. But instead of flinging his arms around me, remembering the wonderful thrill of the night before, he turned away.

He never spoke to me again.

According to feminist orthodoxy, this proves he was actually a niceguy.

I went into shock, succumbing to a range of illnesses from glandular fever to migraines and strange fainting fits. I would frequently pass out in the street — but at least I hadn’t become pregnant, a girl’s worst fear in those days.

My love for John turned to hate. My demon lover had shown his demonic side, and I tried to move on, as we’d say now.

Indifference, not hate, is the opposite of love.

John ignored me totally, never even acknowledging my presence. Not only did he not love me, he didn’t even like me very much.

Fifty years on, you can still hear the hurt in her words. Remember this, when further along in her confessional she engages the usual last-second empowered woman protestation to the contrary.

To add to the agony, he soon had another girlfriend, a proper one this time, and he even seemed keen on her, paying her the sort of attention he’d never bestowed upon me.

If her beta ex-husband, Neville, were reading her diary of tears dedicated to a long-ago flame, do you think he’d feel strong pride that GSS data trawlers have anointed him an alpha male because he had two (paternity assumed) kids with her?

But I could never forget John Pellowe and the memory of my unrequited love for him put a pall on the marriage, with Neville always feeling he was somehow second best. He used to refer to ‘that chap in your past’ — neither of us could even bring ourselves to mention his name, though we both remembered it only too well.

Answer: 😆

[Neville and I] went out, off and on, for nearly three years before marrying at the age of 21, while we were still students.

It took the beta three years to legally lock down what it took the alpha exactly one nanosecond to sexually lock up.

Which locking system do you think is the more impenetrable? And how many other dudes was she boffing while dating Neville?

In the late Eighties after 20 years of marriage, when our children were 17 and 18, Neville and I divorced.

Ross “Power Brow” Douthat talks a lot about social forces gutting marriage, but is even he, courageous saboteur of the Cathedral, brave enough to grapple with the CH maxim that five minutes of alpha male sexual attention can ruin a woman for the beta males who would be her realistic marital options? Just how many divorces are caused, ultimately, by vivid cock carousel memories?

This time, I sought the help of a trauma psychotherapist to try to get [Alpha John] finally out of my system. He told me that my story was surprisingly common. [ed: :shock:] He asked if I could see John again to help me heal, so that I could finally reach some kind of closure. Apparently this is often very helpful in puncturing the fantasy.

The only fantasy here is the idea that “closure” is anything but brand repackaging for bruised, lovelorn egos.

She goes on a bit describing how she went out of her way to track down her ex-flame and meet with him to experience the aforementioned closure. Despite her dutiful description of his aged appearance (holy crap, people get old-looking!), it’s clear she still tingles for his totem:

Even so, the love and desire, the old passion, rose up in me as we sat and talked over a cup of tea in the café. ‘Is it really you?’ I said in wonder, conjuring up the image of him in his glorious youth.

Men are optic; women are holistic.

I asked him why he’d so cruelly turned away from me and he blamed his ‘ineptness’.

What’d she expect him to say? That she was barely attractive enough for a few rolls in the hay?

As I walked back to the Underground, it was as if with every step I took, a heavy coat was lifted from me. It was the most extraordinary feeling of lightness, and I realised the therapy had worked. I was free of him.

Cue the “last-second empowered woman protestation to the contrary.”

I wrote a book about my adoration of him,

She sounds completely free of him.

I’d forgotten all about the book until recently when an e-book publisher saw it on my website and contacted me about updating it and re-publishing it.

I said yes. In the book, I tried to get to the bottom of this agonising phenomenon that has claimed so many tragic victims…

Heavy coat status: Lifted.

Every now and again, these cruel, uncaring lovers give you a scant bit of attention, and each slight glance pulls you in ever more powerfully.

When in the grip of such a passion, it’s as if you are taken over by a mind-altering drug and are no longer responsible for your actions.

The tingle trumps the cortex.

It doesn’t really matter whether the object of your affections is married, unavailable, uninterested; nothing will stop the mad passion from taking root and growing, even with little or nothing to feed on.

It’s the lack of nourishment that in fact helps the female passion grow. Kind of like a hydroponic plant.

But what was it about [Alpha John] that made so many otherwise rational, intelligent women fall helplessly at his feet? I think now that he exuded an aura, a kind of force field, that susceptible or vulnerable women picked up.

“Susceptible or vulnerable women” = most women.

One fellow lecturer told me that John didn’t even have to try; that women just flocked to him.

He had the ability, when he was with you, to make you feel as if you were the only woman in the world, even if he ignored you next day.

Aloofness works in conjunction with seductive intensity. Total pick-up aloofness is only possible if you possess extreme fame, or you’re dead.

Even his head of department at Newcastle University, Barbara Strang, one of the few female professors at the time, fell for him. She would have been in her 40s to his 25 or so. So it wasn’t just me, being a daft, lovesick maiden.

It’s funny how women are shocked to discover their alpha lovers only have eyes for them and two dozen other women.

After the shock of John Pellowe’s treatment of me, it never felt safe to fall in love with anybody again — at least not in that cataclysmic way.

Concern for “safeness” is not why she couldn’t fall in love with anybody again. “Comparative dreariness” is why.

It wasn’t Neville’s fault that I came to him as damaged goods, as it were, and he made up for it by being very much in love with me.

Neville, like most beta males, thought if he could just swaddle her in sufficient plumes of love, she’d return the favor. But he had no understanding; you can’t love-trip a woman into reciprocal love.

I must say I always felt much more at ease with Neville than I ever had with John, but I had lost the ability to love in that passionate, all-consuming way.

However, Neville and I got on famously from the start. Indeed, we are still good friends today — and often meet for a good natter. Neville became a monk several years ago but, to me, he’s still the same man I married.

Picture now fully clear.

Act 1: Exhilarating but excruciatingly short-lived sexual fling with aloof alpha proto-emo.
Act 2: Heart broken in part by adherence to unrealistic expectations formed in the crucible of womb-wracking orgasms with said alpha male.
Act 3: Temporary soothing ego relief obtained on the tear-stained shoulder of a quasi-homosexual beta male with advanced sympathizing and listening abilities.
Act 4: Half-hearted marriage to said beta, made palatable by subconscious realization of fading looks and enticement of low risk domestic settling serenity strategy compared to high risk staying single and seeking reenactment of passionate love plus long-shot alpha male commitment strategy.
Act 5: Spend several decades secretly reminiscing about the five minutes spent with a brooding alpha ex-lover while beta hubby putters around the house, none the wiser.
Act 6: Divorce. Ex-husband becomes a monk after realizing his marriage was a sham and real passionate love will never be his.
Act 7: Write a book about the alpha male ex, claiming to be over him and empowering other women to do the same.

He did not shake the world in general, but he certainly shook mine — and sad to say, he still does, 15 years after his death.

Act 8: Diddle the dusty bean to harder orgasms over the distant memory of a dead alpha male ex-fling than those ever experienced in thirty years with a beta male husband.

After reading a story like this, delivered from a woman’s point of view, you’ve really got to smirk at those guys who diligently peruse social survey data and subsequently conclude that number of children is the sine qua non of alpha maleness. Using that metric, the beta hubby in this woman’s life was the alpha male. But does it seem to you she thought the same about him, the living ex-husband who got half as many mentions as the dead 50-years-past fleeting lover in her article? Or does it strike you as more accurate to conclude that the man she had no kids with, but with whose ancient memory she nevertheless nurtured the progeny of a million wistful regrets and the self-release of a million limbic caresses, was the real alpha male in her life?

The above question should suffice as rhetorical, but, comically, there are those who need the lesson scrawled in neon marker on their eyeballs.

alpha fucks and beta bucks
dat is how we roll
da butthexting cockass we fucks and sucks
and in our anuthes it doth deosul
alpha fucks and beta bucks
it is da way of da fed
to transfer assetss to dose who butthext
cuckold dose who pay for our bread
beta bucks and alpha fucks
it’s what day teach us we;’re entitled too
da assetts from betas we plucks
after da alphas desol us through our hole for poo
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cuckold da betas cockhold da alphas
datsz what day taught us in mba grad school
as da feiisnsits see no truth nor justice in their laws
and say da great books for menz was all fools.
yes, yes, i did very good on my gmats
dey bernenakifed my soul away, left me with cats

But here the converse is really infinitely more important: As we in the Manosphere and the Dark Enlightenment give up our bachelor years, and move into our child-rearing years, it is imperative that we teach our daughters how to be immune to Game – that we teach them how a PUA will game them, how he will play with their emotions and their hopes and their dreams and their fantasies – how a PUA will toy with them and use them and discard them, like the psychopath that he is.

Because if we can’t retain some kernel of moral women in our society – Ratzinger’s Mustard Seed – then civilization is doomed, and only the nihilism of modernity will emerge triumphant.

As Vox would say, this is a category error. Betas have forever attempted to show women the error of their ways using logic and reason, to no avail. The correct emotional antidote is to make the object of her lust appear beta through ridicule and emasculation. This has to be done on a cad-by-cad basis because her id is deaf to the rational discourse you want to apply to Game in general.

Disagree. You cannot stop hypergamous instincts among women, but you can teach the consequences of unbridling them. You can teach women to not cater to tingles by instilling understanding of the consequences.

Hypergamy management 101: You have to know what it is and recognize when its happening. You have to know that its “normal”/natural? That its happened to thousands of women before you and there is nothing so uniquely special about your case that gives you dispensation to give in to it. I think, as you say, education is key. If you don’t know what’s happening to you or think you’re somehow different for having those feelings, you’re more likely to act on them.

Agree 1000%. It’ll always be there, just like guys will always turn their heads to look at attractive babes on the street. But our society doesn’t say “Guys, you are seriously the only person ever to have these unfulfilled feelings about banging every hot girl you see. There must be something wrong with your marriage or your girlfriend because otherwise you wouldn’t have these feelings. Divorce your wife of 20 years and leave behind your minor children, time to search for poontang!”

[I]t is imperative that we teach our daughters how to be immune to Game – that we teach them how a PUA will game them, how he will play with their emotions and their hopes and their dreams and their fantasies – how a PUA will toy with them and use them and discard them, like the psychopath that he is.

Your observation is beyond the scope of this audience and therefore will be considered the utterance of an alien, if not an enemy. The PUA vision has no long-term understanding of or concern for a life beyond themselves and their (temporary) passions. It can tell a million stories about how women give in to their hypergamy despite all protections and training, but it cannot even imagine the possibility of a workable corrective to female instinct. That corrective up until the sexual revolution was one of the cornerstones of civilization. Without it we are in the process of crumbling.

That’s why I’m not impressed by the oft-told tale above. It is a page out of life for any man who has seen how helpless a woman is alone against her instincts — especially in a culture that directly and indirectly encourages her to follow the throbs of her cunt while fobbing all responsibility for their destructive insouciance onto men. So where comes the desire to point at this tragedy and laugh? It comes out of the illusion of readers imagining themselves the hero of the story rather than the goat. In life we are the goats of feminism far more often than we are secret bedroom alpha lords taking back male prerogative one pussy at a time. But these tales, like porn and fantasy, satiate the impulse that drive men to attain real goods.

Again, this message does not compute to the betrayed and wounded, rising betas gathered here. Worse, it sounds like consorting with the enemy. In the end, the “cad” philosophy of hos before bros is the real traitorous behavior, an alliance of priapic sexual revolutionaries with feminism to carve off an extra slice of pussy here and there. Note that the entire story is told from the woman’s perspective and thereafter is empathized with by the fisking author. That is a clue to ultimate loyalties.

The dirty little secret Which Must Not Be Told is that this alpha behavior from a distance, that so enthralls men (or women) with no experience of it, is subject to the law of diminishing returns, like everything in life. The payoff is not what the uninitiated imagines it must be in order to devote his life to reforming himself toward a capacity for it. The aspiring PUA shares his vision with the naïve hypergamous woman: the grass is greener on the other side.

Meantime, the true alpha controls the entire situation and all its contingencies from beginning to end. So the cad finagled a young woman’s virginity by instinctively contrasting himself to the foppishness of the beta males around her. Not for the first time in history. The difference, as you indicate, is whether a girl is subject to the protections of her alpha father or alpha husband — not just “teach[ing] them how a PUA will game them” but direct intervention as well, supported by the culture at large. That is not our time today, so more of the responsibility falls to individual men for the excesses of their women’s hypergamy. No matter what fantasizing PUA.com twerps try to tell you, a good father and good husband can succeed, even with the culture against him. What remains for men collectively to accomplish is mutual support to fill in the ever widening gap between paternal protection and a husband’s protection. In this project, PUA’s are the enemy.

No matter. For now we are all allies through temporary circumstance, a circumstance that likely will obtain well past the PUA’s viagrific senescence after a lifetime of goatishness, so good for them. As long as they are comfortable being a means to the alpha males’ collective, civilizational purpose.

The FED funds and rewards women’s baser instincts by subsidizing them, creating welfare programs to extract resources from good men and transferring them to the women and Ben Bernanke, who can only create worthless debt.

If ever you wish to end the immoral, unjust system, ye must begin by ending the FED which created and funds feminism so as to convert its worthless debt into physical property and wealth, y ebernkfifiying and deosuling women in college, and sending them forth to seize assets from menz.

This is taught at Harvard:

da GBFM will be teahcing a class on modern eocnomicz at HARVARD NEXT SEMESTERZZ!!!!

today da professor GBFM would like to lecture on INFLATION lzozozz and eocnomizz INCENTIVEZ lzozlzlz

once upon a times $50,000 would buy yo u a nice house a nice wife two cars and three kids who you could play baseballs with and raise to be nice girls and nice boyz zlzoozoz

today $1,000,000 will buys you an cassocked assockccoked, embittered, doused, deosueld and bernanenkied butthexed dfeminsistasz who will take %70 70% of oyiry assets in divroce court as ada dirvroce industries forces men to pay for past use oif a pussiezzes which is why da enoeteconths hate prostiutuitions as it does not make man pay for past pussy uyse but only present pussy use and da neococonths hatchet comepetitzzinonszz lzozlzlzoz, and dat $1,000,000 will be used to pay your wives dirvocre attorney and fund her future as socking sesisosns dat day got her hooked on in college during da prrima noctae asosckingszz seeisosnsnsns lzozlzozozo and den da $1,000,000 will be whittled down furthers buying presscirtption drugs for your dumbed down drugged up kids who you never get to see because ebernenekifiers seized den as poker chips in da fed’s wealth transfer games zlzozlzl

so now you see da definition of butthex, wealth-rttrannsfeeringz INFLATION lzozozlzlzoz

HOW DA FED HIDES INFLATION:

da fed hides inflation in many, many ways

frist of all, da government always lies about the true inflation lozozozl but you see it at the gas pump as day pump and dump your future wife in college deosuling and ebenrnkaifiying her

A LOT OF INFLATION is hidden in your future wife’s buttonhole lzozlzoz

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once upon a time a man couple support a family and a wife and kids and rise them proper moral decent lzozllzoz

but now, due to da FED’s massive inflation which they hide in your wife’s buttonhole during secretive tucker max rheyme with godlmans sax secretly taped buttehxting sessions, she will be more loyal to da shopping channels and her sista’s and the CIA’s cosmo magazine zlozozzllzzol and unloyal not loyal to family, god , man, religion, and thus she will insatiate initiate over 80% of divorce as the FED whispers to her that she will get her uhusdbansds assetsts to fund future as socking as socking buttonhole cockas sessions that they addickecter adduced adDICKted her to in college lzoolzlzozo

and da fed gets a gut

as they must convert

worthless less than zero fiat debt

into physical assetttss

by seizing property and lifer and liberty form da betas

operating through their wive’s buttholios

where they dhid allda inflation zlozozozlz

DANTE and MILTON noted the same thing, so if you do not believe da GBFM, take it up with DANTE and MILTON asslcocen zlzzzl assclowns zlzozlzlzo

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HARVARD UNIVERSITY JUST INTRODUCED A NEW COURSE!!

Upper-Level Feminist Business 401: During the semester we will learn how to optimize Alpha Fucks and Beta Bucks, as we are buttcoked by “alphas” and then go forth into the corporate-state to buttcock betas out of their assettsts (buttcocking their asstettss so to speak lzozlzoz) buttcoki dem outta der assettts in divorce curt, entitle progapms, corproate sexual harrassment suits, and guilting betas and gelding them with the “pay gap” myth, all the while complaining about the glass ceieling even as we rise to very top of the fiat debt empire while da menz are unemployed and crusedhesd and enslaved bwloe zlozlzlzozozl. We will transfer teh assetts to the central banks and bernankifiers for teh centyral banks can only create debt-based fiat dollarz which are worth less than nothing, and thus need d awomenz movement to go forth and buttcock and guilt betas into working working working for a hope to lick our std-addled, strecthed-out bungholes lzozlzololzozo. We will examine why betas do not like this setup, and how we can shame them into marriage and slaving away in corproate jobs while we cock hold the alphas and cukhold da betas zlzololzlzlozozololzlzolz. homework will consist of getting buttcocked by a buttccker while mainitaing a roster of at least 20 beta oribters to reguallry buy one meals so that they will be well fed for the buttcocking later that evening. this will prepare tda womenz for bigger game, whnce they get betas to buy them homes and cars, and then dun future buttcockings with aplphas via alimony and child support lzzllzzlzozozozozo. sample exam questions will be, “what does tucker butthexter max wheym with? klzozolzolzolzo

Agree, I’d say this is among the best reading ever on here. I’d recommend it as introductory material for anyone who needs the scales sandblasted from their eyes. I had a good laugh at “Sunk cock theory”, “Centrifugal dismemberment”, and “According to feminist orthodoxy, this proves he was actually a niceguy.”

I used to read stories like this woman’s and ask “why do they never learn?” Now I see that was as naive as asking why men never “learn” to love, for instance, the Childress twins.

“It doesn’t really matter whether the object of your affections is married, unavailable, uninterested; nothing will stop the mad passion from taking root and growing, even with little or nothing to feed on.”

Right! I’ve seen SO MANY women do this- pine for some guy intensely for years upon years. examples:

1. Knew this one chick who would cry about how this guy would come back to her (some guy who dumped her after a month). Every time she would go out in a group, she would get drunk and end up weeping over this guy. “maybe jeff will leave his fiance and…” Last I heard, she was still doing this years later.

2. Knew a lady who pined after some guy she went to high school with till she was 55. At age 55, she begged him to be with her. She was like “I don’t care if you never have sex with me. I have a house. I’ll take care of you etc” She said she thought of him every day and couldn’t get over him even though she never saw him after high school. By that time, this guy was an unemployed divorced fat fat slob with no better hope in life. He took the offer, and this woman must be ecstatic.

3. Me. I thought about my alpha ex like 24/7 for probably a year and half after we broke up. I cried about him all the time, dreamed about him every night. It was terrible. It wasn’t really even him who rejected me, but I somehow felt that I really messed that one up for a long time.

I don’t know if guys ever pine for women this intensely for years on end. Sure, guys have the one that got away, but this?

I don’t know if guys ever pine for women this intensely for years on end. Sure, guys have the one that got away, but this?

If a woman managed to stay looking good for years on end, there could be some pining going on. Usually they get fat, and that ends the attraction completely.

There’s a chick from my past like that. I had a thing for her in high school, and as I grew into more of a man, I used to wonder what might have been. Then I met her out somewhere, and she apparently swallowed a walrus. Problem solved. Attraction, obliterated.

Yeah, I mean, there are guys that spend years angry because they are in friend zone. There are guys that will ask you out again and again and again over a period of years. A lot of guys talk about one chick that somehow got away.

I remember in college once, there was this tubby short beta Asian guy. As a freshman, he got some seriously hot Asian freshman girl to be his girlfriend within the first few days of college. For a couple of months I always thought it was a bit strange that this guy could get that girl. Anyway, a few months later, Asian chick dumped little beta for some white alpha frat guy. It was inevitable. I bet that guy never got a girl that hot ever again in his life. I wonder if he pines for her now. It’s pretty unusual for a guy with low desirability to somehow land a really desirable woman, even briefly. But I wonder if that situation has the same effect on men as a woman who gets a few nights of alpha attention.

Femnistx, we thought you were smart and have been reading this site? Most men are *naturally* beta, and we are the gender that truly LOVES and yes we pine BIGTIME and we have to work, such as through reading this site, to be more alpha. I am 38. I had a little hottie GF who was 21 when I was 25 and we fucked each other’s brains out for 7 months before she dumped me, supposedly over *her* jealousy over me flirting with other women even though I was totally beta. I will tell you a true fact: in the last 13 years, there has not been more than 10 minutes that passed that I did not think of her, and I have never had sex without pretending it was her since (about 8 other girls), and I got married and had 2 kids even. The tough guys here will now make fun of me. The entire point of this blog–or one of them–is that most guys are naturally beta. We are the ones who get oneitus at the first cute girl who is nice to us and we are the ones who love. The women get tired of their fake love after they get bored.

Hearing you say this makes me feel better. I went through most of my life being able to get over a guy pretty easily. Then I met this one who my mind decided was somehow far above the rest and I was scarred forever afterward. It helps to know that I couldn’t possibly be better off with him though I might have been happier for some time.

I don’t know many people who never got their heart broken and I don’t know many people who feel like they almost could have had someone so fantastic. But I went to high school with some girl who was like a low 9 (can there be such a thing?) in her prime. She once had a mediocre relationship, but she was always the heart breaker. She’s been dating the same very handsome beta for like 8 years now. Anyway, her never being with anyone who had the capacity to hurt her by leaving her or rejecting her is a reflection of how she lives her whole life. She never left the town we grew up in. Went to college and law school while living at her parent’s house and now lives a mile away. She’s abjectly miserable now (as are all who attend 3rd tier law schools), but she can’t really see where she went wrong. Unlike most of us, she could never go for that brass ring. She never let herself pine for someone a little better than her and risk getting her heart broken. She never really took any risks at all and in the end, that appears to be a real sacrifice.

From a girl’s point of view, if you don’t want to get your heart broken get married before you’re 23 to an older successful man and remain a virgin until you get married. Then let him run the show while you keep yourself looking hot into your 50s and voilà, no divorce or broken hearts. But who’s going to listen to this advice?

My momma told me I was nuts not to marry the boyfriend I had when I was 22. Still, I’m glad I didn’t marry him even though there was ostensibly nothing much wrong with him.

Why should it be a priority not to get your heart broken anyway? Not much sense in forcing yourself to stay ignorant so you can try to be in denial of how inadequate your husband really is in comparison to what’s out there.

“Why should it be a priority not to get your heart broken anyway? Not much sense in forcing yourself to stay ignorant so you can try to be in denial of how inadequate your husband really is in comparison to what’s out there.”

Wrong mentality. This release from ignorance you’re singing its praises isn’t that at all; it’s a baggage builder that leads to cynicism, pessimism, suspicion, and distrust of the opposite sex. It leads to unhappiness, emptiness, and defeat. It leads to a place where you’re never satisfied and all your dreams become failures. That’s why the divorce rate is so outrageously high. Most people, even if they will never admit it, rather have a satisfying relationship with someone of the opposite sex than have a good career. For women especially, real happiness comes from being in a real relationship with a man she is in love with and can’t get enough of – not a fantasy she built in her mind about someone, or fucking someone casually hoping it will lead to marriage, or living with someone for his money. That’s not happiness make.

True love should be engulfed in a joy stemming from true sexual fulfillment and the ability to give of yourself to the other person freely, not engulfed in distrust and pessimism where you’re too worried about keeping up appearances and playing games so you’re not hurt. And believe me, men are not the only ones who play games so that women can’t hurt them. Aware women play similar games with a girl twist. All these games mean people have been hurt and they are afraid of going through it again, so honest love suffers in the process. So yes, it’s best to not sleep around and build up that baggage resulting from heartbreak that keeps you from letting yourself be real and free and true and innocent.

Wow! Never heard of a man pining away for a chick for years upon years. I truly thought women get more obsessed over men than men get over women. Maybe you’re the exception, but who knows? Most of the men I know usually do the dumping and the never looking back, including some family members.

Uhhh, sure. This is very difficult for me to write about, BTW. I try not to think about it. It is difficult for me to make sense of my actions. When I look at them, they don’t appear to follow any kind of logic.

I was madly in love with some alpha guy. He was everything I ever wanted and more. He was a doctor (like my dad), was handsome, came from a well off WASP elite family that sent him to the best boarding school and most compelling of all, had an extremely alpha personality. I figured him for totally out of my league. This may or may not have been true, but he had this fatal flaw. He was profoundly addicted to drugs and alcohol. I don’t really understand how he got up to function given the monumental quantity of crap he took. He drank 10 drinks a night every single night. He rotated between usage of prescription drugs, ex, cocaine (a lot of it) and more. He tended to keep his drug use to the weekend and his drinking to the weekdays. He never went to work on any substance. That was how he managed not to completely fall off the wagon, I suppose.

Maybe I had bad self esteem. Maybe it is reality, but I figured a guy like that would only like someone like me because he was so compromised by his own ill habits. That, to me, prevented him from getting the woman that he easily could have had if he were only half as fucked up. Gradually, his drug and alcohol problem indeed became my drug and alcohol problem. Meaning that he didn’t find it fun to get high alone, so he’d get me to do it too. Looking back now, I recall that I often did exactly the same amount of drugs he did. He’d take a hit of whatever and then get me to take a hit. I’d often resist because I thought that it was more than I could handle. He said he was a doctor, so he knew. It would be ok. So, I believed him. But really, he was literally twice my weight and he’d been living like that for a while. He’d get up and go to work the next day. I don’t know how. But I couldn’t get up. I couldn’t go to work. I felt like it was killing me after a while.

I forced myself to break up with him and moved 1200 miles away to live with my parents because I was afraid of what was happening. He bought me a ticket back to NYC with a “flexible” return date. I wanted him so badly. I loved him so much. I avoided him though even while living with him somehow. I broke up with him again and he said “look at me and look at you. When do you really think another guy like me is going to come into your life?” I went back to him (but did not move back in), but before I did, he started dating some other girl. He quickly grew more attached to her and less attached to me. I missed him intensely. Finally one day, he ended it. And what he said to me stuck inside of me. Branded me with fear and insecurity. When was another guy like that going to show any long term serious interest in me?

I used to be his facebook friend. I couldn’t live with that. I’d see pictures of he and his new girlfriend went to Tuscany together and stuff. It killed me. I was really in love with my ex when I started dating my present boyfriend. I used to wish I could be with my ex instead every day. Gradually, I got over it. I don’t know if it was just the passing of time. I don’t know if it was the undeniable fact that my boyfriend gave me the better life. My ex bought me a piano. I thought it was the greatest gift ever. Then I dated my present boyfriend, and he had this 40K Steinway grand, which is something I wanted so badly ever since I was a child. Apparently pianos are like wines. Different years are made with different designs and woods and some years are considered great and others mediocre. My boyfriend’s piano sounds amazing. Plus, he can play it. Something my ex couldn’t do. When I first started dating my boyfriend, I would play his piano for hours. It was the only time I felt happy at the time.

Doctor’s are much higher status and more desirable in the US than in Europe, but this is also a facet of me being south Asian. If you are a South Asian girl, your subconscious (or conscious) goal in life is to marry a handsome white doctor. This applies to pretty much every South Asian girl in the US.

My present boyfriend is a well off musician, which in America is >>>> than doctor to women. Despite being 20 years older, my boyfriend easily attracts more and better looking women than my ex. This helps me not miss my ex even though Im not viscerally attracted to my boyfriend.

“[CH: It’s a wonderfully short consonant hop from “father figure” to “father phallus”.]”

I had no idea that kind of psychological pitfall was possible. I would indeed describe the experience of sex with my boyfriend as comparable to the theoretical feeling of a molested child somehow (but a consenting child).

Who worries about your boyfriend being too much of a paternal figure these days? I did not know.

First, there is nothing wrong with a man having father-like qualities. A BF/husband should be part father and part lover, especially if he’s a bit older than you. And, we women like such men because they are protective, but up to a point. It’s not going to be satisfying if you can’t think of him as a lover. Why would you do this to yourself? You have imprisoned yourself inside a relationship that leaves you empty inside, and you’re doing it all for the money. What a pity! You keep saying he is interesting and you find him fascinating, but I don’t buy it. You know it’s all for the money. You have become comfortable having him around, and you like the security his money affords you. But the clock is ticking….tick tock….you’ll be sorry one day when you realize you wasted time that money can’t buy. It’ll end up expensive in the long run.

Second, all of the above is relevant only if you’re telling the truth and not making it as you go along. I still have my suspicions ❓

I never even dated this one guy and I still obsess about him by looking him up and rereading diary entries about him. I remember exact dates and everything for the couple times that we talked oh and that he held my hand for a brief moment. It’s been 7 years now. Being a woman fucking sucks sometimes.

Alpha runs strong in the Pellow(e) clan. Thomas Pellow (the same family later added an e to the end of the name), was captured at the age of 11 around 1700 by Ismail Ibn Sharif’s men, then served as a vassal to the Moroccan despot, eventually becoming a war commander.

The sultan, also known as Moulay Ismail, is reputed to have fathered 888 children (!) during his long life. The scene at his deathbed was reported to include “repulsive” acts being performed on him by young women.

After Ismail’s death, Pellow escaped back to his native Cornwall, perhaps having been strongly influenced while under Ismail’s tutelage. One of his family’s descendants, named Pellowe by now, returned to the Barbary Coast in the 19th century as a British naval commander and laid waste to what remained of the North African pirate lords.

If this John Pellowe was indeed descended from the same clan, perhaps we can say that the teachings of Moulay Ismail were passed down through generations of the British Pellow(e)s. Or maybe not. But the Pellows were badass anyway.

“The scene at his deathbed was reported to include ‘repulsive’ acts being performed on him by young women.”

“One of his family’s descendants, named Pellowe by now, returned to the Barbary Coast in the 19th century as a British naval commander and laid waste to what remained of the North African pirate lords [who’s physical characteristics some could, today, compare to the loathsome and repellent denizens of Innsmouth].”

Well, this guy wasn’t really a badass; he just didn’t care for her for whatever reason, probably because she threw herself at him and was an easy lay. It’s funny, she calls the girl he was really interested in a “proper GF,” which means she knew her behavior rendered her just a fuck in his eyes, but unbelievably she still couldn’t stop herself running after him. This is why women should never pursue guys. It’s best to let the man make the first move on you, which usually means you’re his type and he’s interested (men usually don’t hit on women who are not their type). When a woman preempts the man’s natural hunting processes and starts pursuing him aggressively, if he consents to her pursuing it’s usually because he senses easy sex, not because he is really interested in her.

Since he paid no attention to her, she built him up in her own mind to be something more than he really was. Many women do this when they look up to a guy they desire and don’t understand – who is naturally aloof and reserved – and they have no chance to get to know the real him. It’s a fantasy in the woman’s brain, which she doesn’t know how to process within the right context, because she has very little information on the guy, except that she is attracted to him and he is paying no mind to her. This forms an emotional rollercoaster that turns into an obsession that can last for years if it’s not interrupted, usually by the woman falling for someone new with similar qualities she can’t resist.

It’s a shame; she literally ruined her whole life because of this guy – wasted 50 years on being emotionally unsatisfied and thinking about him as if time stood still and she was back at his dorm making love to him. Pathetic! In the end, she married an uninteresting man, while obsessing and pining away for this guy who was just an ordinary guy who never made much of his life and ended up divorced and dead at 57, but he was a bit of a scoundrel and that made all the difference in her mind. Oh……the choices we make and get stuck with. That’s why we need to think twice and thrice about certain things that have so much power to affect us and move us so ferociously. This is a warning to women, specifically since women tend to obsess over men more than men tend to obsess over women. Hence, most of the men here don’t understand how a woman can waste her entire life obsessing over some guy who wouldn’t even want to be seen with her in public. It’s amazing, isn’t it? Yet, this woman’s experience is very common ever since feminism took hold. Feminism enforces certain bad predisposed characteristics in women.

A fool there was and he made his prayer
(Even as you or I!)
To a rag and a bone and a hank of hair,
(We called her the woman who did not care),
But the fool he called her his lady fair—
(Even as you or I!)

Oh, the years we waste and the tears we waste,
And the work of our head and hand
Belong to the woman who did not know
(And now we know that she never could know)
And did not understand!

A fool there was and his goods he spent,
(Even as you or I!)
Honour and faith and a sure intent
(And it wasn’t the least what the lady meant),
But a fool must follow his natural bent
(Even as you or I!)

Oh, the toil we lost and the spoil we lost
And the excellent things we planned
Belong to the woman who didn’t know why
(And now we know that she never knew why)
And did not understand!

The fool was stripped to his foolish hide,
(Even as you or I!)
Which she might have seen when she threw him aside—
(But it isn’t on record the lady tried)
So some of him lived but the most of him died—
(Even as you or I!)

And it isn’t the shame and it isn’t the blame
That stings like a white-hot brand—
It’s coming to know that she never knew why
(Seeing, at last, she could never know why)
And never could understand!

Addendum: he had one of his flunkies deliver to her a note that said “decent rack” (no punctuation). He then savaged her colon all night. When trying to explain her actions to her outraged fellow malcontents, she said, “It just happened. Tee hee!” The women, though they still hated her, only did so out of jealousy, and appeared to forgive her so they could demand details, whilst the boys went to cry in their schnapps and hopefully kill themselves. Hopefully, she knows better than to write a book about this sordid incident, because Mr. Putin is not likely to be as forgiving as Mr. Pellow.

A lot of my attention lately has been dedicated to noticing how women tend to misconstrue willingness for sex with long-term mate value. Women by nature are programmed to look only for mates. Men have two basic mating behaviors: seeding and family-rearing. Most men have more urges in one category over the other (alphas tend to have a strong preference for the former).

The problem is that women, despite the prominence of one-night-stands in our culture, seem to actually believe that when a man sleeps with a woman, it is because he deems her worthy of a man his level for rearing a family.

Men’s standards for women they will remain tethered to are exceptionally high compared to their standards to what they will seed. It’s the difference between the question “what’s for dinner” when you’re bored on a Tuesday night or it’s your last meal before execution. I think we care a lot more about the quality of the last meal we’ll ever eat. Run-of-the-mill frozen bertolli isn’t going to cut it.

Women just can’t process that when men are in the market for a mate (the only market women have eyes for), the standards are higher because the stakes are. Women will do anything to avoid hearing that the reason their alpha studs shrugged them off was because of their subprime marital value.

“The problem is that women, despite the prominence of one-night-stands in our culture, seem to actually believe that when a man sleeps with a woman, it is because he deems her worthy of a man his level for rearing a family.”

That’s because feminism enforces certain bad predisposed characteristics in women, one of which is to conflate sex with love. Women of older generation had no confusion over what it meant to have sex with a man without the benefit of marriage, let alone without a commitment.

All this drama in this woman’s life was taking place in 1963, that’s like 5 years before the sexual revolution was in full swing (I think). This woman was an “early adapter,” at 18. I wonder… how many women were feeling this adventurous with their sexuality before the sexual revolution broke loose in the west?

Or as one of my former bosses told me about women…”You got to make their blood boil sometimes.”
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yea and to do that it helps to have two
chick I know you love me cause you talk to me like you talk to your wife sometimes
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I know so many women like the one in this story. They had sex with hot jerk frat boys in college and now are with guys who are committed to them but they find them annoying and boring, and there is no passion in their relationships. That is why I don’t regret my life choices and wouldn’t switch places with them, even though they feel bad for me and my situation. I am married to and have children with a man who is a cheater and is not very affectionate to me, but I feel very passionately towards him and I cannot imagine life without that sort of intense passion and excitement. It is hard to explain, nobody really understands me except heartiste and my girlfriends all think that I should leave my husband.

Very often, the female friends are jealous of the woman who has acquired an alpha male for long term relationship. My ex-gf had friends that would shit talk me to her and then flirt with me while we were all out together. The shock on her face with them saying one thing to her then trying to get my attention was hilarious.

A quack allowing a client to seek “closure” seems like more of a “yes man” gesture, used to supplicate, more than a means to help someone move on. “Well, that’s not advisable, but if that’s how you FEEL…”

My friend was dating this girl who’d just gotten out of a six year relationship. She’d been single for maybe two months when they met. You see where this is going. He told me, “Oh no, she hates her ex. He wouldn’t even kiss her if she didn’t have her makeup on.” I gave them six months, tops.

They dated for just under three. Lotsa sex? Sure. But then the bomb was dropped: “I still have feelings for my ex. He’s dating someone right now (from what I hear, a lady CONSIDERABLY more attractive), but my therapist says I need to tell him what I FEEL so I can have CLOSURE.”

She capped it off by telling my friend that her ex promised a small chance they could get back together one day, and she couldn’t lie: if it was offered to her, she would take it. It makes me wonder if he said those words or if it was hamster rationalization. It seems the latter.

My friend’s mind was boggled as to what. in. the. HELL this guy was like to make her feel this way. She dumped him because there was a 1% chance he might take her back. I wanted to point him to this site to get his mind right, but I didn’t think he was ready. I still don’t.

One thing I notice about people in therapy is that they never seem to stop going there. Kinda seems like a scam to me. If I was doing it of course I’d stir up some shit in my patient’s lives so they got more to talk to me about to.

I spit coffee when I read that Neville became a monk. She completely emasculated that man. He didn’t putter around the house none the wiser, he knew she was thinking of Alpha-boy every time they had sex.

Maybe he was a God fearing type before he even met this bitch. Maybe he had these religous feelings all laong and his weak,other worldly personality is what made him attracted to her?? I dunno.Maybe he was a closet fag? ANYWAY….Its a long way from learning alpha techniques and be aloof and selfish et al. to being able to cause an earthquake and eruption of hot lava flows in the panties of diverse women. What did this guy have going for him??

He was the beta boy who let her cry on his shirt and never complained if she didn’t feel like fucking him that night because he loved her. She didn’t love him, but that didn’t matter. He was safe; he was a practical choice and she took it.

I’ve always found it off that while women are the more emotional sex, we’re also the ones far more likely to be pragmatic rather than romantic when it comes to relationships. It seems like men are more willing to accept a partner who doesn’t truly love them, as long as their own feelings for that partner are pure.

Biologically, which over time is what is of most importance, it really doesn’t matter what some broad “feels.” The hundreds or thousands of women Genghis raped who didn’t “like it”, are no less part of his alpha legacy than those that did. What some woman professes to “feel” about someone is not of particularly great importance. Not zero, btw, as there are evidence that women do invest more resources in those of their offspring is sired by “alpha” lovers; but that’s a weak effect compared to simply getting her pregnant, by any means necessary. Over time, genetic projection trumps all, at least for all but those who become influential enough to greatly influence even children who are not their own.

But of course, as long as one defines alphaness along the lines of being someone women swoon over; then yes, guys women swoon over tend to score rather high 🙂

Heh. Yeah, despite how bad Neville got shafted he at least married her at 21 and got a decent chunk of her prime years. That’s a lot more than can be said for the typical beta settling for the used-up 30-something carousal rider.

Well, let’s not forget that Neville got her not because of the power of his personality but because women had no choices back then and had to get married by early 20s or risk remaining spinsters forever. He would have done much better for himself marrying a virgin who hasn’t tasted some jerk she built in her mind to be larger than life. She would have loved him and only him.

I suspect because she was no longer a virgin, she settled for Neville since she knew he was easy and not so picky.

Ah, reading that article…there is just so much ammunition that hamster is churning out:

“However, Neville and I got on famously from the start. Indeed, we are still good friends today — and often meet for a good natter. Neville became a monk several years ago but, to me, he’s still the same man I married.”

I mean, just LOOK at that line! You don’t even have to alter it or make fun of it! This is comedy gold!

That is a great line, but I didn’t take it to mean that he is a fag.
To me, what it implied was that she never viewed him as a sexual being from the start. I.e., monks are celibate, and when she says “he’s still the same man I married”, what she’s admitting is that he always asexual in her mind, right from the very start, and so now that he’s an actual monk, nothing has changed.

Three weeks ago I get ultimatum from my top girl, her pleading to tell her what the status of us is. (Btw saying “its complicated” 50 times in row is fucking difficult Her crying in my bed, listing everything she hates about me though actually proved to be powerful white noise that helped lull me into a deep almost baby -like sleep.

Waking up the next morning, she kissed me furiously goodbye, as almost she had it in her mind to cut me out of her life. I detected the vibe but said nothing, but poured my coffee and said “drive safe” as she left.

Two weeks ago with no contact from me, I get a text message from her saying “I miss you pinky.” A running joke between us, is who is pinky and who is the Brain.

Normally when we have this discussion its face to face and I’ m always saying I’m Brain cause what alpha doesn’t want the world? But the cold calculating being I have becoming after two years of being a resident of Le Chateau, I rollled with it and simply texted back “zoink” (im accepting the new title of “bring the movies” guy)

The reality of our situation is clear: be as strongly, positively masculine as you can possibly be, or else experience a life of regret and a sort of spiritual death; a betrayal of your very nature as a man.

How could anyone willingly choose the life of the beta when it’s so painfully clear what must be done to get fulfillment? Is there really a man alive who would rather *not* haunt the thoughts and dreams of his former lovers with his sexual excellence, and for the rest of their lives? We, as men, live for a legacy, and the most tangible legacy possible is genetic; this is why sex is so important. But if we can self-replicate through the hearts and minds of the girls we shag, it will be only beneficial. Surely, for a male, life can be summed up as this: man up or die!

The great part about being alpha is women will bitch out loud to their friends about your (bad) behavior, but their bitching is often a way of bragging, basically announcing: “look, other women want him too, I’ve clearly got an alpha male!”

Of course, it comes out as: “he’s such an asshole, can you believe he fucked so and so and gave me Skittles as a bday present!”

My housemate some time back was a natural alpha if there ever was one, but thoughtful, at least to his male friends. He let me know one evening that he’d probably be bringing that “loud girl” he’d brought home once prior, *again* that evening, giving me the choice of laying in bed with my girlfriend and trying to muffle our laughter, or decamping for the night to her place.

“I thought that girl was married and you weren’t sleeping with her again,” I asked? “Well,” he said, “it’s her birthday and she’s decided that she’s giving herself a treat. Me. I guess I’m a sucker for that kind of flattery.”

This was indeed painful to read as were the comments. Back in 04 I met a girl in Greece, took her v- card. We hooked up for 3 summers (id visit in the summer during college break) and we’d hook up. I would ignore her during the day and call her 2am and after when I couldnt score. I’d show her some affection.

If you’re a rock history buff, this story has a doubly funny twist. She wrote: “I was so besotted that I never even noticed another young man lurking along the corridor, named Bryan Ferry.”

That’s not the last time Bryan Ferry played the role of the Beta male left out in the cold. In the 1970s, while fronting Roxy Music, he landed one of the hottest models in Jerry Hall…only to lose her instantly as soon as Mick Jagger snapped his fingers. Ferry had even given her an engagement ring.

He was so broken up he recorded a solo album filled with torch songs dedicated to her, “The Bride Stripped Bare,” which will forever now be known as “The Beta Stripped Bare.”

Epic slaughter of pretty lies is this post. Thinking women merely increase their acultural standards with experience with gently cold abstraction, this sharp and concise expression hits home for me as a failed beta in therapy (never been married or had kids):

“Just how many divorces are caused, ultimately, by vivid cock carousel memories?”

I think beta is selective for high IQ because high IQ permits more logical parts to go wrong, more bad assumptions to be worked diligently. But I also think Game works best with high IQ. What does not kill white-man patriarchy makes it stronger. My day of vengence draws nigh whether or not I will be alive to wield the shiv of righteousness. Truth is for those who can see it. Brains defeats brawn. The evolutionary dance is the brains of oligarchy vs. the brains of rank-and-file men. Useful hamsters (either sex) are just chess pieces. Men, no fiat money on the next victory. End this once and for all. Men without recourse to violence are no match for women with recourse to intrigue. The counterbalancing nature of women requires dominance over them. Game is finesse in female terms, but it is a power play for masculine terms. MRA’s will never get that.

To you perhaps, but that mentholly/chem taste is what the patients buy because they’ve now acquired a taste for it. Using soil as a substrate also doesn’t generally produce as much of that “lite brite” color, which gives what we call bag appeal.

If you’re gonna go big-time and warehouse it and retire by age 40 or so, hydro is the choice.

That “proto-emo” alpha, the subject of that woman’s longing, I googled him, turns out he wrote a book called Studies in Theory and Method in Sociolinguistics. It was published by the University of Newcastle, so that must be him. Sounds like it might be an academic tome on seducing women, no?

It’s good that you realize this, but make sure you don’t allow the people off the hook who allowed the “ahems” to operate. The reason more and more light is being directed (or redirected)at the “ahems,” is because the people above the “ahems” are starting to feel the light on themselves. These people (or, whatever they end up being) will give you the “ahems” as long as you leave them alone. Don’t do it, justice must reach the top. All people (or whatever they are) who took part in the program of White genocide must be brought to justice, This especially includes the one at the top. And who is this fella at the top of the NWO pyramid? In that movie with Al Pacino he says “he has so many names.” It was Mich Jagger who pointed out what “we really want to know is the nature of his game.”

Yes, this story is all well and good… but, the problem is that women who get mad crushes like that, immediately upon meeting you with absolutely no work on your part, tend to be those you don’t want… i.e., beta females. Just like beta males who get oneitis on a girl who is a couple points above them in SMV. So Mr. Pellowe didn’t treat his #1 fangirl like a girlfriend, but did some other chick? I ain’t surprised at all!

Alpha males don’t get oneitis like that. Likewise, the knockouts, the alpha females, tend to be cooler about that kind of thing. With them, maybe unless you’re Charlie Sheen, you have to warm them up gradually. In these initial stages, alpha females will test your attitude, to see if you set off their stinking-beta-dar. Eventually, they start flirting back at you, or start showing flashes of anger on their faces when you chat up another attractive girl. Which is why one must be persistant (and, of course, alpha) when dealing with girls north of 8.

“Alpha males don’t get oneitis like that. Likewise, the knockouts, the alpha females, tend to be cooler about that kind of thing. With them, maybe unless you’re Charlie Sheen, you have to warm them up gradually. In these initial stages, alpha females will test your attitude, to see if you set off their stinking-beta-dar. Eventually, they start flirting back at you, or start showing flashes of anger on their faces when you chat up another attractive girl. Which is why one must be persistant (and, of course, alpha) when dealing with girls north of 8.”

BINGO!!! If she were really hot, she wouldn’t be running after him; she’d be waiting for him or for men in general to hit on her. Unattractive women hit on men they fancy, just like loser guys hit on hot women. She was definitely not in his league looks-wise.

So I guess CH was wrong all along – 5 minutes of Alpha does not equal 5 years of Beta. No. 5 minutes of Alpha equals 50 years of Beta!!!!!

Gentlemen, old Liz’s story shows why, if you really do want to marry, DON’T MARRY A NON-VIRGIN. If you a marry a non-virgin, you’re going to be sharing your marital bed with every guy she’s ever slept with, including ultra-Alphas like John Pellowe.

I know there are so many tradcon posters and lurkers who will disagree with me, but this mentality about virgin wives is so lame and insecure that I hope most of you all will take this message to heart: you are the prize. Get that general idea in your brains – not as a theory, but as a practice. Stop dwelling on some other dude and, especially, the other dudes your chick slept with and be the best motherfucker there is. In the streets and in the bed. No excuses. No bullshit. Sure, ideally every women could be corrupted by and beholden to your cock, but that ain’t realistic, especially as society becomes (thankfully) less religious. So get used to the new reality and start better enjoying your life

Incidentally, I agree on both points. Even still, my point was more that you should proactively work on becoming/being “Alpha John” rather than fearfully obsessing about becoming/being “Beta Priesthusband.” Because, ultimately this fear of your girl having other partners is borne out of your fear that you won’t be good enough. Again, in an ideal world, we would all date and marry virgins, but since we don’t, I’m suggesting that you focus on improving yourself rather than focusing on some other dude’s dick.

Work on your reading comprehension. I never disputed the validity of the preference, but I do think that men who obsess over virginity are typically insecure chumps.

Here’s a good question: why are you tradcons here? If you already have your prize of a virgin wife, why post here? Why read these articles on how to pick up chicks? Or, if you don’t have your virginwifeprize, why are you reading a website dedicated to the pursuit of carnal knowledge? You do know that I’m doing everything in my power to beat all of you to the punch, right?

You dorks are so predictable. Every time someone says something that doesn’t conform to your bible dream world, you lob insults like “well you’re obviously a black feminist J00 who hates America. I am not a feminist. I am not a liberal. I am not a member of the tribe. I am not black. I am a professional, conservative white American male and I don’t think you should obsess over your current or future girls’ virginity. If you get lucky, great. Most people won’t and there’s nothing wrong with that if you learn how to be the prize.

I like how you told me to work on reading comprehension then completely missed the fact that I’ve never once identified myself as a tradcon. Seeing as how I am neither a conservative nor a theist, I will ignore the last two paragraphs of your incoherent babble and address your main argument.

You don’t dispute the validity of the preference. In other words, you acknowledge the truth in it. If so, then do you insists that men who embrace their innate preferences are “insecure chumps”?

Wouldn’t “insecure chumps” be the ones who lock down wives without having her meet their criteria?

Do you think that men’s other innate mating preferences: youth, fertility, femininity, etc. make them “insecure chumps”?

Again, in an ideal world, we would all date and marry virgins, but since we don’t, I’m suggesting that you focus on improving yourself rather than focusing on some other dude’s dick.
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Thank you. In addition, if a non virgin girl gives you a complement on your cocksmanship… its credible because she has other experiences to compare with… Of course a virgin girlfriend is gonna tell you you’re the best lover she ever had, bla, bla, bla…

Uh huh, yeahokcool. And who is bringing up religion in this context anyway?

You see the “tradcon” bogeyman popping up everywhere, his dirty jewhands in everything. You are the zealous proselytizer, finding shadows of yourself in every man whose creed you fail to understand.

Here is a clue. In an era when we’ve overdosed on self-esteem, the rallying cry of “you are the prize” has long drifted past redundant into a preposterously paradoxical, epidemic solipsism. You don’t beat the entitled princessism of feminists by entitling princes. I’m all for giving certain forgotten segments — omega and betamales — a one-time shot-in-the-arm to get them normal again; cultural correctives are key. But stop imagining that all men need the reminders you required to rise up from omega. Not all of us were in so sorry a condition to necessitate the last-ditch defibrillation of “You’re good enough, smart enough, and doggone it, people like you.”

As a matter of fact, if you weren’t such a typically dumb apostate who thinks himself much smarter than he is, maybe you wouldn’t have been seduced by the annihilating and absurd Religions of Self which capture every ghetto hothead who seeks an outlet for aggrandizing his ego.

Stop dwelling on some other dude and, especially, the other dudes your chick slept with and be the best motherfucker there is.

You read yourself into the comment. Wanting a virgin isn’t about “the other dudes.” It is about her, her behavior, her priorities, her attitude, and it is about yourself. You compromise with a standard you are not worthy to attain because you are still in the beat-down omega mode. Only now you’re attempting to turn your loserdom into a categorical imperative for all manliness.

“Be the best motherfucker there is”? Who talks like this? Who has to affirm these ideas to himself rather than living them by passive instinct? You do. Because you are omega mentality. Who besides the desperately aspirational has to psych himself up with encouragement to the point of turning it into a philosophy for life?

Sure, ideally every women [sic] could be corrupted by and beholden to your cock, but that ain’t realistic…

More realistic for some.

… especially as society becomes (thankfully) less religious. So get used to the new reality and start better enjoying your life.

So concludes your sermon. A creed that insists everyone acknowledge your blinkered and maleducated conception of “the new reality” is no less a creed than the Nicene.

You can fool the frustrated weaklings with minds like your own through faux-courageous announcements of the Death of God (despite the philosophes having beaten you to the punch by several centuries, providing the basis for your religion). To me you are just another rodent who imagines himself king, another pest scavenging from the scraps of your betters, a nuisance to be periodically fumigated from the halls of noble estates. Out of my sight.

@matt. ok.
@corvinus. no, i did not. adam reframed the conversation to something other than what i was suggesting and, quite simply, i am not going to engage the unengageable. but, if that’s the way you want to see it, that’s obviously your deal.

BGAE and Jason are right. Women simply aren’t worth making compromises for and they’re not worth the effort of making yourself into something you’re not. For most men, it takes an enormous amount of time and effort to go from a beta to an alpha. And for what? Some cunt who has already been with at least a dozen other guys?

As for the point about making yourself the prize, let’s say all kinds of guys are able to make themselves into alphas. This means more pussy for everyone, right? Wrong. It just means that the quality of men will improve and women will be able to raise their hypergamous standards even higher. Men still lose.

On your question of why are we tradcons here, it’s simple. CH and gamers know about the nature of women. This knowledge is censored in the mainstream media and even in the Christian subculture because of the influence of feminism and political correctness. In this feminist age, it’s important for each man [whether he be an immoral hipster or a tradcon] to know what women are like and to respond to the current socio-sexual environment as he sees fit.

@jack. in all sincerity, thank for the explanation on why you are here. no tradcon has previously provided me with an explanation. i am trying to encourage people to improve their lives (that’s why i post), but i understand that lots of people won’t buy into my worldview. i don’t particularly worry about it because, as i’ve posted before, i actually move in circles of people that matter and influence the world. i don’t rely on this message board for validation of my life and my accomplishments.

You do what every person of faith does, you adapt and rationalize until it fits your belief system again. There’s tons of things in the bible that modern Christians think God was really kidding about because they don’t practice it anymore. There’s also a shitload of contradictions. If you’re already drawing arbitrary lines no harm in drawing them somewhere else.

It’s of course a great coping mechanism to cloak your ineptness or low SMV in a shroud of moral superiority.

This isn’t a tradcon or Catholic thing. This is about reestablishing an ideal in the wake of hundreds of millions of men attempting to do it privately and separately, through trial and error; or, in failing to do so, revenging themselves impotently upon the SMP for being betrayed.

Modern marriage is not marriage. Just as sodomites playing house is not marriage. No man should accept the bondage of matrimony without its traditionally concomitant advantages. Until those advantages are reestablished, all bets are off.

This has been our condition since the advent of the marriage-murdering troika: contraception, abortion, and no-fault divorce. Marriage has essentially been non-existent in the west for half-a-century, though the manosphere is only lately coming to grips with this. The troika are institutional adulterers. They are assists to adulterating a man’s ancestral line, devices specifically innovated to attack the man’s exposed vulnerability in marriage, which is, the insecurity of parentage.

Until female access to those three subverting agents becomes culturally impossible, no man should be damn-fool enough to pledge himself to a woman whom the culture will make into a faithless whore the moment she decides herself to be “bored.” Eat, Pray, Love, sister, it’s your right! Unless that man contains within him the capacity to overcome these disadvantages, as some do (read: alpha male), refusal to participate is a specifically Christian action: we don’t aid enemy institutions pledged to destroy us. Prelates are good (well, getting better since the 70s) at emphasizing the positive program of marriage, but they are not yet sufficiently countercultural to attack the sham directly.

The general rebellion against sham nuptials must obtain until its righteous alternative is reestablished. This doesn’t occur by individual civil disobedience, although it is a help. The way back to fidelity in marriage is through the annihilation of its institutional saboteurs, the troika. I don’t blame men for impatience after fifty years of betrayal, but it’s time to choose up sides. You can’t privately support the three killers of fidelity while publicly complaining about female faithlessness.

It’s the furthest thing from “natural” to a woman to be faithless. Men, less so. But women crave security and stability, even as she is tempted constantly to upgrade. Fortunately the former cravings are stronger than the latter temptations, so long as we do not assault one instinct while chemically encouraging the other. We are living through the consequences of a widespread and artificial experiment over the limits of hypergamy. It is up to us to refuse guinea pig status, and to turn violently upon our experimenters.

You do what every person of faith does, you adapt and rationalize until it fits your belief system again.

And you’re doing what every irreligious tool does: commenting from the outside upon behavior you know nothing about, and presuming this to be the mark of your independence. I’ve never seen such an obedient herd, such slaves to the intellectual fashions of the age, as imbeciles like you who believed the first charlatan who said the only thing necessary for freedom is declaring yourself free and denouncing any who disagree with your pompous relativistic declaration as sufferers of your own disease.

Really, smart guy. Just do simple algebra on yourself, it might wake you from your dogmatic slumber. If “rationaliz[ing]” is all we faithful do “until it fits [our] belief system again,” what pray tell do you think you’re doing? Laying down the harsh truths for us benighted regressives who aren’t hip to “The New Reality”? Or do you have no belief system? Or do you really think you are the sole author of your own beliefs?

I’ve heard that so many times from so many idiots with nothing to back up their assertions that I won’t even ask you to demonstrate the emptiness of your position in an attempt to substantiate it. No, you have simply marked yourself as the acolyte of a nihilist religion you are too dumb to be aware that you’re following, assertions to the contrary notwithstanding. Not only are you an obvious type, your masters are an obvious type. Whatever teacher told you that verbally rejecting authority is the key to freedom is the same defunct philosopher who told feminists they would liberate themselves by howling at the unfairness of nature. You belong at a Slut Walk, girlfriend.

You do what every person of faith does, you adapt and rationalize until it fits your belief system again.
Ah yes, the postmodernist mush, where you do what you feel like and play metaphysical Calvinball. Well, we can see all around us how well that has turned out. Sorry, there are absolute truths, and your trying to wish them away doesn’t make it so. You’re exactly the same as feminists and liberals who try to go against reality.

There’s tons of things in the bible that modern Christians think God was really kidding about because they don’t practice it anymore. There’s also a shitload of contradictions. If you’re already drawing arbitrary lines no harm in drawing them somewhere else.
I don’t go by what the bah-bull says, or purports to say — there are lots of bad translations out there nowadays. But I can’t just decide something isn’t a mortal sin and do it.

It’s of course a great coping mechanism to cloak your ineptness or low SMV in a shroud of moral superiority.
Nice strawman. Your amoral self may find it hard to believe, but I am not, in fact, an incel.

Ah yes, the postmodernist mush, where you do what you feel like and play metaphysical Calvinball. Well, we can see all around us how well that has turned out.

But this is the reality of what happens. An effective religion adapts to changing circumstances or loses relevance.

Sorry, there are absolute truths, and your trying to wish them away doesn’t make it so.

Which are?

You’re exactly the same as feminists and liberals who try to go against reality.

But the idea that most men are able to marry a virgin in accordance with their own definition of marriage is somehow grounded in reality? It’s based on the preposterous notion that everybody starts thinking like the tradcons. Matt’s idea of doing away with the marriage destroying troika: contraception, abortion, and no-fault divorce.

Does anyone think that’s realistic?

I don’t go by what the bah-bull says, or purports to say — there are lots of bad translations out there nowadays. But I can’t just decide something isn’t a mortal sin and do it.

Of course you can. Who else would make that decision for you? At some point you must have decided to agree with someone that it is a mortal sin.

Nice strawman. Your amoral self may find it hard to believe, but I am not, in fact, an incel.

I made no assumption about your sex life, it’s more a general observation.

Why should you have a wife at all? You can deflower women without having to marry them.

When your definition of “wife” is derived from the bitter detritus of a billion betas’ broken lives, it’s no wonder you come to conclusions like this. (And, for most men today, deflowering a woman today means trolling junior high playgrounds.)

The idea isn’t to conform yourself to the malign definition of “wife” today. The idea is to forcibly redefine it back to the manly prerogative, which insists upon: a young, loyal, beautiful, submissive, fecund, cheerful helpmeet. The value of a wife must be greater than the value of the friction of a dozen well-used holes being thrown at the average joe in compensation today. And a good first step to recovering that value is for virginity to be a part of the package once again.

For some, they’d rather the diversity of easy lays. But that is chiefly because there is no such thing as a “wife” rightly understood in the common consciousness today. It’s more like temporary cohabitation contingent on a female’s uninformed and fickle nature, with encouragement from the culture. Who would give a penny for that, much less give up the promise of harems As Seen On PUA.TV? Between shrew and harem (or even the serial fucking of hood rats), there is no choice for the beat-down beta.

None of this precludes the possibility of recovering general female virtue, but that would require men forgoing bitterness and vengefulness, developing a taste for higher-hanging fruit, and working together to put bros before hos again. These are the last precincts for this message to resonate, here among the burnt betas who dream of making up for lost time. But after they realize the futility of their backward-oriented and selfish motivations, they might understand the necessity of approaching the battle united. “We must, indeed, all hang together, or assuredly we shall all hang separately.”

Well said, Matt. Bravo! If slut-shaming were to come back with a vengeance [as it should], some women might realize [as previous generations of women did] that they have a fragile reputation to protect.

@HGR:

“It’s of course a great coping mechanism to cloak your ineptness or low SMV in a shroud of moral superiority.”

Ha, ha! Absolutely right. I have to say I’m guilty of this myself. Sure, I admit I’m inept, but a ho isn’t worth the time and effort of me improving myself anyway. My time is more profitably spent on the things I enjoy.

If slut-shaming were to come back with a vengeance [as it should], some women might realize [as previous generations of women did] that they have a fragile reputation to protect.

Don’t count on it, though. For slut-shaming to be effective it must come from a majority of women. They can always rationalize male slut shaming away as bitterness over not getting laid.

Ha, ha! Absolutely right. I have to say I’m guilty of this myself. Sure, I admit I’m inept, but a ho isn’t worth the time and effort of me improving myself anyway. My time is more profitably spent on the things I enjoy.

It’s really the same with a lot of PUA and Game blogs. How many do you think actually live that lifestyle portrayed here and elsewhere? I doubt it’s that many. Too many it’s enough to tell themselves that they could if they choose to. Same with MGTOW etc..

It is with all scarce resources that most will get their desires frustrated and unfulfilled. Even the guy banging a 9 would rather have a 10.

“why men can’t find women worth marrying so they have to settle for aging whores.”

Yes, or they may not settle at all and simply go MGTOW – which is the better option from my point of view. Men and women should not compromise as long as they’re happy with the prospect of being alone.

@HGR:

“For slut-shaming to be effective it must come from a majority of women.”

Yes, this is true, but it would not be true if men worked together en masse. If enough men refused to give the time of day to sluts, you would find that a lot of women would shun slutty behavior. Of course, I know this won’t likely happen. There are too many men who are only too happy to go to bed with sluts.

Neville should consider himself lucky that he paid little or no child support. The best thing Neville could do is ignore LIz, his divorced wife. I wonder if a lot of betas in the past seemed more Alpha to their wives because they could beat them. This was not a good option to take for Neville because of legal reasons. However, if Neville were able to legally do so, I wonder if Liz would have pined for John so much. Husbands beating wives is the ultimate way to GAME women using dread. Look to Rihanna and Chris Brown as an example of DREAD GAME. I’m a man, and I wouldn’t want to be a woman beaten by a man. I’m not saying it’s legal or moral because it’s not, but when the wife doesn’t have the recourse modern 1st world, Western World and American world women have, I can see that it would be mostly effective at keeping wives forgetting the Alpha and thinking and acting better towards the beta.

Post Script: They showed pictures of John, Liz and Neville, but not John’s real girlfriend/ wife. Maybe it was for legal reasons. Maybe it was for (the motion picture) “BLUE VALENTINE” —-HAMSTERBATION reasons.

“I wonder if a lot of betas in the past seemed more Alpha to their wives because they could beat them.”

This is exactly right. Society giving husbands near complete dominion over their wives controlled female hypergamy in two ways:

1.The obvious physical and behavioral restrictions that would prevent acting on hypergamous instincts, and…
2.The mere fact that the husband had this authority in the first place made her view her husband as more alpha.

Compared to others, the husband is no more alpha than he was. However, with the power he wields over her in such a traditional patriarchal marriage, he gains a certain default tingle bonus.

You are of course correct. I knew of paterfamilias which the ancient Italians(Romans) practiced. I wasn’t thinking of it when I wrote my last post. I should have. I was thinking more in terms of 18th and 19th Century American men were allowed in many states to beat their wives with a rod no bigger than the husband’s thumb. I was also trying to induce people to see subtly and not pontificate directly. I like it when people question things because I’ve found pontificating seldom works. Of course paterfamilias only lasted in fact as long as the Roman Republic and was mostly done away with by the time the later Roman Empire emerged. During the early and mid Roman Republic when Rome was rising a father had a right to kill all within his family without question which included his wife, children, grandchildren, their wives, his slaves and the slaves of the family members under him. By the late Roman Republic this was restricted by the government. Later, when the Roman Empire emerged from the Roman Republic, it was restricted even further. The Roman Empire saw the fortune’s of Rome decline after a peak at the beginning of the Roman Empire. However, it was only during the Roman Republic in which Rome rose.

I forgot that the ancient Greeks and Ancient Italians(Romans) were the ones to make sure that one man could only have one wife at a time. They were the first to do this legally and socially speaking. Even the Ancient Greeks were horrified by the Ancient Romans because the father had total dominion over his adult children including his sons. Pater Familias, Father’s Family, and Pater Potestas, Father’s Power, were strong concepts in the eraly and mid Roman Republic.

I’m not saying it’s legal or moral because it’s not, but when the wife doesn’t have the recourse modern 1st world, Western World and American world women have, I can see that it would be mostly effective at keeping wives forgetting the Alpha and thinking and acting better towards the beta.

yea they do
I think that has been said a million times though right the guy pining for a woman he can’t get friendzoned and such
I guess good if ya leave an indelible mark on each other I guess and being together is the dream

Yep, being together is the dream. I had an epiphany brought on by my recent “closure” that really should have been more obvious. If a guy says he thinks you’re too good for him/out of his league, I think what he’s really saying is he’s afraid you’ll cheat on him.

The irony is that I’m not sure I’ve met anyone better. He was very protective of my virtue and wanted to make my dreams come true. What else can you ask for from someone you’re attracted to? Delivering, I suppose.

Oh no! The article says he didn’t even remember her when she called! How awful! Okay, I think it must have been a lot harder to overcome this kind of experience in her time, but there has to be a limit on pining. No pining for over a year. That’s just absurd! Not to mention, while you’re pining, the man is moving on- sometimes marrying! The only person it hurts is yourself to not let go. One of the things vanishing man recently apologized for was “wasting my time.” While I don’t exactly feel it was a waste- I couldn’t have learned any other way- its true that it did take up a lot of time and energy that could have (if I was able to) been put to better use.

My longest mourning period is nine months. And I don’t intend to marry some poor sap as a consolation prize. Then again, I have already been married and have a child, and I have met men capable of erasing past men from memory. Proof: old me would have saved the wine bottle Mr. 54 brought over. New me poured out the remains and promptly tossed it in the garbage ten minutes after he left.

Is sacrificing a full-bodied Malbec to the sewer god not sentimental (not to say blasphemous)? Dionysus is a jealous bitch. You should have saved it to drink with a worthier fellow with whom you might have earnestly toasted the good fortunes of the donor, the poor soul.

If a man won’t let me have his t-shirt because its his favorite, but he will crawl under the covers to put his own socks on me because my feet are cold, I will keep those. And when he can’t believe that it is really me emailing him and not someone trying to trick him, I will send him a picture of those socks along with the strap wrench he bought me and the shells he gave me from the beach where we sat watching the sunset…and he will know.

Seems that the gentleman in question never amounted to much, but that didn’t have anything to do with the lovestruck author.

Would be an interesting topic for CH though, why some alphas seem to be “failures” after spreading their seed far and wide in their younger days. Are they really failures? What’s the point of a “successful” career to someone who banged half a hundred young women in his twenties?

That’s the bottom line, isn’t? At the end of the day, many of those alphas don’t amount to much, which means that they are just alphas in the minds of the women they fucked.

I hate to say it, but some men are nobodies; they fake it. They act like they are larger than life, or God’s gift to women, and women eat this shit up because they are naïve and they fall for the act, just like they misinterpret sex as love. I hate to admit it, most women are stupid.

Due to the rarity of conceiving twins, and the even greater scarcity of young, hot, virginal twin girls who wanna pop their cherries at the same time with the same guy, this ain’t as easy as it sounds. One of them might be down to pound, but the other might have some reservations about being second to her sister. You’ll need to convince them that because they look the same, they should have the same man take them both at the same time. That way, when each of them reminisce over their first time, they’ll both have the same man in mind! Identical twins, identical cock. Makes sense, right?

I salute all the brave men who successfully crushed a duo of identical ass in one sitting, and lived to tell the tale.

“She gave me the number and I rang it, heart pounding as wildly as it had done 25 years earlier.
A deep, gruff, unfamiliar voice answered. Yes, it was him. The only problem was, he had no recollection whatsoever of me. The next morning, however, he remembered me and rang back.
‘Whatever made you drag my name up after all these years?’ he asked.
I told him it didn’t have to be dragged far and asked if we could meet. He was not keen and said he was too busy. I said I would meet him at the airport if the worst came to the worst. Whatever happened, I was not going to pass up this opportunity.
On the morning he was due to return to the Far East, in December 1990, I was at Heathrow, passport in pocket, just in case I had to get on the plane with him to Kuala Lumpur. “

What’s really sad about this is the complete lack of self-awareness this woman seems to have about what happened to her. This is what happens when you tell little girls to go out and fuck like men – they have absolutely no concept of what their actual sexual natures are, and end up at the mercy of instincts they never knew they possessed.

Never called her a victim. And yes, it’s whorish behavior. But this was all imminently predictable – every aspect of this is textbook – and how preventable it was.

A woman who understands her own nature and how men truly see her would at least understand what she was getting into with this. She inflicted a lifetime of pain on herself because she bought in to somebody’s false narrative about the way her brain, her heart, and her sexuality was going to respond to the situation.

It borders on the pathological in a way, doesn’t it? The complete unwillingness to accept reality? She might as well have stabbed herself in the stomach and wondered why they had to remove her spleen at the hospital.

By understanding eternal feminine nature and the cultural consequences of allowing it off its chain, which by then was well underway for about a century.

I don’t blame him as much as I blame the gradual capitulations of his forebears, but every man is ultimately responsible for his own manliness — indeed, that responsibility is nearly the definition of manliness.

It doesn’t matter whom you think you can pass the buck to. A man proclaims “the buck stops here,” and manages the consequences issuing forth from his aegis no matter who he thinks screwed him. Women and faggots look around for others to do the time for their crimes.

“What’s really sad about this is the complete lack of self-awareness this woman seems to have about what happened to her.”

Agreed. Its hard for one to see their own behavior objectively, but most people don’t want to look at themselves at all. Its very strange to see adults behave like children, but they do (including myself at times). For some people, its all about “what happened” to them instead of looking at how their own actions contributed to anything.

Upworthy is a straight-up propaganda site, using push-polls and short-attention-span lies to shape public opinion (especially among idiot youths) toward a general lefty outlook.

The enemy is better organized on social media than we are, of course. Upworthy is a prime example. Also, it is a reminder of the enemy’s vivid shamelessness when it comes to manipulating ignorance (ahem, I mean, “low information voters”). They do their lying openly and without pretense. We should consider doing the same.

what is up with the writer chicks though that keep putting their husbands down publically and shit aren’t they really putting themselves down in the process or do they not realize that?
and what is up with the husbands not putting a fist through their grill

CH,
What’s a good film/type of film to watch with a girlfriend/lover/fuckbuddy/potential fuckbuddy?
I’ve always thought cinema dates were tedious but I’m assuming watching a movie on the couch once in a blue moon could be a good idea if you pick the right movie.

Ha. 9½ Weeks is way too on the nose. Too sleazy. No subtlety at all. No art. A microstep above popping in a hardcore DVD. Travis Bickle game.

Try a sneak attack with a tragedy, or a drama where someone gets cancer, pets die, Leo releases himself into the briny deep, something to leave her emotionally raw rather than the things that make you sexually aroused.

The alpha pictured in the article deftly demonstrates his mastery of social dominance and unwavering charisma through his body language. He holds the book up high with a single hand, examining the text with a penetrating gaze and purses his lips in judgment. His friend on the right holds his book much lower with both hands, and watches the alpha with wide-eyed amazement. Like the guy on the right, the one on the left is also hanging onto the alpha’s every word and grinning from ear to ear. He also has his hand in his pocket (and presumably the other) which is dead giveaway of beta body language. Everything from the strand of hair flowing from his forehand to the way he holds his tobacco pipe all signal his dominant position in the social hierarchy.

Even his facial features are a dead giveaway of his ‘gina-tinglin’, alpha genes. You’ll notice his well-defined jawline and strong chin are unambiguous markers of high T levels; which, indisputably, stand in stark contrast to the weak chins and invisible jawlines on the boyish faces of his giggling guyfriends. The alpha also has broad shoulders and stands tall with the confidence of a lion.

Finally, you’ll notice that the alpha man dresses better than the beta boys in his company. Whereas his lackeys wear dark suits with either a white shirt and tie or a lighter-colored turtleneck, the alpha distinguishes himself by wearing a gray overcoat with matching slacks and a black turtleneck. You’ll notice that the collar on the overcoat is slightly popped up around his bulging neck, a nod to the subtle peacocking displays that alphas are unafraid to show.

What do I make of the decrepit, old broad who lusted after him for over half a decade? A 6, at best.

[…] It’s as much the fate of women to misconstrue sex as evidence that a man wants a loving relationship as it is the fate of beta males to misconstrue emotional sharing as evidence that a woman wants sex. [källa] […]

“Colleges tell you, “Just be yourself.” That is great advice, as long as yourself has nine extracurriculars, six leadership positions, three varsity sports, killer SAT scores and two moms.

…

For starters, had I known two years ago what I know now, I would have gladly worn a headdress to school. Show me to any closet, and I would’ve happily come out of it. “Diversity!” I offer about as much diversity as a saltine cracker. If it were up to me, I would’ve been any of the diversities: Navajo, Pacific Islander, anything. Sen. Elizabeth Warren, I salute you and your 1/32 Cherokee heritage.

I also probably should have started a fake charity. Providing veterinary services for homeless people’s pets. Collecting donations for the underprivileged chimpanzees of the Congo. Raising awareness for Chapped-Lips-in-the-Winter Syndrome. Fun-runs, dance-a-thons, bake sales—as long as you’re using someone else’s misfortunes to try to propel yourself into the Ivy League, you’re golden.

…

Then there was summer camp. I should’ve done what I knew was best—go to Africa, scoop up some suffering child, take a few pictures, and write my essays about how spending that afternoon with Kinto changed my life. Because everyone knows that if you don’t have anything difficult going on in your own life, you should just hop on a plane so you’re able to talk about what other people have to deal with.”

Sometimes a new alpha can undo the effects of a previous alpha. She immediately married a beta right after her obsession didn’t pan out and that kept her imprisoned for decades – not that I think she should have continued to whore herself with more men in order to find another alpha to fall for, because I doubt a woman with her mindset could have secured a marriage proposal form any alpha. She wasn’t even pretty enough, let alone her aggressive behavior didn’t encourage men lusting for her.

I just don’t care much anymore if a woman is pining after a long lost man. Women’s hangups are intractable and not meant to be solved. If she can control herself well enough to behave while she’s with me, her hangups aren’t my problem. It’s like another shit test, if you care you get drawn in and their very lack of control over themselves becomes a control over you. There’s no way that’s good. I just do my best to keep learning, and I do well enough for myself.

One of my boys is a powerful PUA. He’s mostly natural doesn’t read pick up material.

He’s very good looking and hence gets easy one nighters. With some instruction from text game he has gamed a girl he spoke to for 10 mins in a club line to bang her 3 months later. Of course she got pumped and dumped.

He easily bangs a girl a month. Mostly 7 and 8s with the occasional dime piece. He typically juggles. 3 to 4 girls in his harem at any given time.

Right now he’s working on this solid 8 for a few weeks. She’s driving him nuts as they’ve Slept in the same bed 5 times no nookie so he’s pissed as all hell.

He calls me for advise as he knows ill guide him right. I see the situation as being thus: good girl from Iowa, probably been pumped and dumped enough where she won’t fall for it again. She’s really into him, calls and texts him all the time always wants to leave her friends and hang with him will sleep cuddled wont fuck. She’s super cuddly end smothering meaning she’s sensitive and a lover girl. If she lets him bang her it will require some language of commitment on his part.

If she gives up her prized possession and will get sprung hard. Then he will hurt her as he’s too far gone at this point to give any meaningful commitment. He’s easily hit 200 plus.

Therefore I told him NOT to do it. He could find some other slag to bang for the lolz. It wouldn’t be fair to humanity for him to hurt a rare remaining gem.

Or here’s a novel idea: If she’s really all that, then maybe he should actually MARRY her, have five or six kids with her, and spend the next 30 or 40 years raising those kids with her – seeing them off to college, getting them married, and then playing with the grandkids, circa 2040 to 2050.

Yeah, I know, it’s a pretty revolutionary idea – that a fellow should invest in the civilization which his forefathers bequeathed him, and that he should give back something of himself in the process.

Well, at some point, if the civilization is going to persevere, and if the human species [as opposed to the Orangutan species and the Armadillo species] is going to persist, then dudes like your homeboy will have to experience their very own Come-to-Jesus moments, and realize that they are going to have to grit their teeth, man up, settle down with some chick [like Iowa farmer’s daughter], and make & raise a family with her.

If not – if everyone goes all nihilistic [like your homeboy is trending] – then civilization and the human race are doomed.

Hey man when you write these kind of posts, you come off as try-hard. I don’t doubt the truthfulness of your story but the social cues you give off here (and at other times) is something you might want to work on.

I see similar things in the lair I’m involved with and the guys that do that don’t get invited out much.

i havent seen anything in the heartiste archives about what he believes should be the optimal course of action for betas and others who are even lower on the hierarchy. Obviously, choice 1 is to try to learn game and be more alpha. But for a variety of reasons this may not be possible, or the person may not be successful in changing. In that case, is it better to man up and marry a used-up slut, or stay single and bitter till the very end, or blow your brains out because your biology cannot be changed, or just find hobbies, or bang hookers?
There should be some sort of guide for the rest of the hierarchy as well. Just as not everyone is capable of studying particle physics, not everyone is capable of being alpha.

I’d like to see some input on this is well. We can all strive to be globetrotting international alpha playboys who are independently wealthy, but the reality is most of us will never be. How do you reconcile your low station in life with the dark realities of the SMP?

Seems the only option as a man is to go it alone; have brief sexual flings with the most attractive women available to you and cut them off before they start to throw beta bait at you. Depressing, but nobody said life was fair I guess. I’ve been teaching myself how to throw knives and shoot guns just to have an outlet for my anger lol

It is pretty much the same situation that fat chicks find themselves in, although betas can still get used-up sluts, while fatties probably cannot get anyone. But the overall idea of knowing the reality of the SMP and knowing that you are destined to be at the bottom holds for both groups.
Life is actually very fair. If you are biologically gifted, socially smooth and intelligent, you will be rewarded. If you are lacking, you will suffer. In other words, the problem is you, not the world around you.
It may take great strength to be an alpha, but I think it takes even greater strength to be a red pill gamma or omega.
I do admire non-delusional fat chicks, that’s some mental toughness right there.

For starters I don’t think we can classify people into alpha or beta. It’s a much broader spectrum. Obviously this John guy was a strong alpha as he had numerous options. The husband appeared super beta as he was skinny and not very attractive. But many men fall in the middle of the two. This lady went from one extreme to another. She could have easily found a guy sexier than the one she married but less sexy that alpha John and her life would have been much better.

What guys like hubby in the pic can do is tint in to their masculine side, bulk up if possible and try to emulate more masculine behavior. You can look like a wimpy guy and still change your vibe and behavior enough to where you add to your sex appeal and overall alphaness

In what part of the story did it say that John “seduced” this desperately-eager-to -to-fuck him woman?
I mean, if you are willing to go Medieval on some young guy, should you not know who was seducing whom?
Or do you mean he should have stood aside and watched as a less conscience bond young stud stepped past him and plucked the Rose? Would the imprinting done by a more ass-holish guys manly extrusions, charima and otherwise, made for a better ending?
No. When its time to fuck, fuck. Too much thinking is usually a bad idea anyway at times like that. The long term effects will be channelled by her instinctive reactions to your work; not by what you intended.

His ineptness was a good excuse but is almost certainly untrue. Afterall, he didn’t seem inept with the girl he got with after he fucked her; she says as much herself: “he even seemed keen on her, paying her the sort of attention he’d never bestowed upon me”.

This actually jels with a pet theory of mine. I believe every man has instances where he is alpha. Let’s say a woman flirts with a man, but the woman is below the man’s standards. Unless the woman is well below those standards, he will often tolerate her hanging around him. He will give her the modicum of respect he doles out to everyone just on account of their being human, but he will not compliment her, not take much attention of what she says, and, in general, not be very friendly. In this instance, he is alpha. I think this was the case between the article author and “John”.

John then met the higher quality women and becomes smitten. Now he is more nervous, eager too impress, etc. He is more beta than he was with the author.

Totally agreed. I wouldn’t be surprised if there were 3 or 4 women from my past who read about John and thought of me. Likewise I wouldn’t be surprised if my ex-fiance didn’t read about Neville and think of me.

It points to the possibility that women don’t even know what is and is not alpha. That’s why they need all that validation (conscious and subconscious) from other women about the men they are with.

This is a man’s “sense of entitlement”. Basically how hot the girl is before you start acting like a retard lol

You can increase it by collecting more reference experiences being with hot girls but a lot of guys stick to the 5-7 range of girls that don’t really rock their world, because it’s easier to get them since their sense of entitlement allows them to be alpha around them.

Then they find a 6-7 with a good personality or their first 8 and stop going out and macking on new girls and fall into beta behavior where they convince themselves that this girl is special and amazing etc. You know how it ends from there lol

Straight-up, Game comes down to: if you could treat the 10 like you treat the 4, you’d have 10s chasing you the way 4s will.

“Straight-up, Game comes down to: if you could treat the 10 like you treat the 4, you’d have 10s chasing you the way 4s will.”

You have to get the 10 to notice you though. That’s the difference. The fug in this story would’ve jumped on dude’s cock at a moments notice and she hadn’t even spoken to him yet. That doesn’t happen with 8s, 9s, and 10s unless you already have massive value and social proof.

I do agree with you about guys doing the ol’ beta backslide when they land a comfortable 7. Happened to me, never again.

Interesting point. When you say “a lot of guys stick to the 5-7 range of girls,” what are you trying to say here?

Are you saying its laziness?
Fear?
Inability to attract better?

I don’t know how your personal rating system works, but for mine, the women who fall in the 5-7 range (especially 6-7) are widely accepted as “cute” “pretty”, or even classically attractive.

And where I disagree with you is this is (1), like our classic 44-year-old-spinster who isn’t entitled to a high value man, similarly, men AREN’T entitled to women of a minimum threshold of beauty. I notice a lot of expectations from men who, Ironically, like to laugh with the Heartiste at the aging spinsters expecting a 8/10 male, while they themselves aren’t even aware of their own high expectations.

Entitlement applies to both genders.

(2) Bro, 6-7s ALREADY are generally “rare” in the population (you really have to be in the top 25-30th percentile in female looks to reach a 6-7 anyways given the tens of millions of low SMV rejects or fatties out there). At many US colleges you can develop an alpha playboy reputation by smashing only 7s and some 8s, because girls in the upper stratosphere of looks are that rare to begin with.

Even if game was *not* Zero-Sum in nature (and it is), there aren’t enough 6-7 females to go around in the first place. Simply put, many men don’t even keep up the Alpha with 5-7s, because to get with them is an accomplishment already. Most men also aren’t attractive enough to meet the elevated standards of a 7 in her prime, unfortunately “standards” apply to both genders.

“Game comes down to: if you could treat the 10 like you treat the 4, you’d have 10s chasing you the way 4s will.”

Only on paper is this true. In reality, >99% (serious) of men will not be able to “treat” a 10 in any way shape or form because they’ll never come across her. (See RooshV’s post on “How to Bang A 9”)

“In reality, >99% (serious) of men will not be able to “treat” a 10 in any way shape or form because they’ll never come across her.”

Yes, 10s are rare, especially in little podunk towns. You may have to move to a bigger city. And getting them is hard. And a lot of men can be perfectly happy settling down with a “cute” average 6.

But some men want more than that and find the challenge fun and consider the rewards worth it. Hey Scray, after banging that hottie 8.5 on vacation, can you settle down with a “cute” average 6? But getting another 8+ could be haaaaaard. You should just give up and marry a 6 because its haaaaaard to find and get hot girls.

“See RooshV’s post on “How to Bang A 9″”

I think it’s pretty safe to say Roosh has never banged a 9. 9s don’t make it easy enough for a guy who can’t overcome shit-tests or befriend her friends etc.

I hope your not comparing women with children. Dude, in real life what I see is 7 men with 7 women. I see 8 men with 8 women. I see 6 men with 7 women and 7 women with 8 men. Once in a while you get your abberation. Of course the gold digger 25 yr old 8 with the 55 yr old fat balding rich dude. But more or less the couples are alike in looks. Game can help a dude score higher points, but even game has its limits.

[CH: Most men are shell entities sleepwalking through life. What we talk about here is off the radar of 99.9% of the male population. Then of those men who are wise to the ways of women and game, only a small percentage of those have the ambition to take the lessons to heart and practice them.
So yeah, most couples will more or less match up on some very trivial and obvious traits. But that is because most couples are lazy, unawares, and simply content to let the chips fall where they may.]

[CH: Like I said, most couples are doing the least amount to secure a feeling of security. So in practice what winds up happening is dudes just settling down with women who can tolerate their presence.]

Ill post pics of 10 couples on my blog to prove how they match.

[I’ll post a hundred to prove how they don’t. In other words, there’s no point to this exercise. Every “looks matter” comment that comes through here is either desperate argumentativeness or insipid trollery. No one denies it. It’s been said and the “subject” beaten to death. Now it’s time to focus on those things that are within your power to change.]

All the PUAs I’ve seen on the net are decent looking dudes with game.

[Not at all. PUAs reflect general population percentages. A few are very good-looking, more are decent, a whole lot are average, and a few are ugly.]

All the natural players I know are good looking too.

[The best two naturals I know are sort of plain looking. But boy do they have attitude.]

Game magnifies mans potential to an extent, but even the CH can agree with that.

[I agree that looks help, but they aren’t everything, and they certainly aren’t nearly as important for men’s prospects as they are for women’s prospects.]

A 5 man can try his best at gaming a 9, maybe he succeeds at pushing her emotional buttons enough to fuck her, assuming she can be emotionally manipulated (not all women can be). Even if he does succeed sure he bangs her but good look keeping her as he will be competing with other 8 and 9 men with money to add. So all he does is put the super Hotty in his memory bank while he eventually settles for a 7 but seethes at the memory of the 9.

[My additions to your comment are a test. Crisis and observation. If you respond wisely, you will be rewarded with my silence. If you respond like the raging autistic troll you are slowly morphing into before everyone’s eyes, you will be banned.]

My point being: what good would game do to a really dedicated 5 rank man if he shoots high above his rank then to settle for a 7 but remembering 9s he couldn’t keep due to reality.

You just shouldn’t post here anymore man, you’re way out of your league in terms of experience. You are the guy who fluked into winning a the lottery and thinks he’s a financial genius giving advice to others about how to make money.

(which isn’t to say newbies shouldn’t post and share ideas, but if you’re going to adamantly contradict the experience of thousands of guys who actively go out and do pickup, you should have more credentials than “I’m banging a single mom who probably wouldn’t give me the time of day if she didn’t have a kid that needed taking care of”)

Looks like I struck a nerve with you. Not trying to get into a pissing match with you, just called you out on some things.

Final note: read thru some of the history. Know this man, you are 30 now, chicks dont really like mid 30s dude with no career. So yeah it was fun gaming clubber 10s for the past few years but with no money to show for it in the mid 30s your value will plunge. Yes “potential for wealth”applies to dudes in their 20s but once we hit the 30s the game changes. Its going to be tough gaming 22 yr clubber 10s in your mid 30s with nothing to show for it. The wider the age gap, the more the role of $$$$

I will have no problem seducing women at 35 even if I was homeless. But for my own comfort I’m focusing on work and earning money right now (that’s why I only go out to game on fri/sat). Even if I won the lottery tomorrow, I would tell girls I work at McDonalds because the money isn’t relevant.

You are a blue pill guy giving advice to red pill guys. Like I don’t hate you or anything, your beliefs are just not really relevant.

email me at greatestbeta@gmail if you would like to discuss further
Not picking fights. In fact, my motivation for debating you is not just for your edification or the readerships but also for mine. I adjust and modify my worldview which is difficult and most people have trouble doing that. Perhaps I may be able to adjust my indoctrination and you may adjust yours. Blue piller im not, just a moral guy that understands game concepts.

BTW your mastery of the venusian arts is indeed impressive and I wont be surprised if you succeed in your economic endeavors

I used to think what you think, but I haven’t even had much success with game, and I can already tell that this is incorrect. Or at least, in -my- limited experience it is. Like, I talked to a bona fide 9 just a few days ago. I saw how she looked at me. It wasn’t a ‘oh wow, you’re not a male 9 gtfo, o wow you’re short gtfo, o wow you’re overweight gtfo..’ interaction. The vibe was different, and I know that if I would have had the balls and competence to step up, it’s quite possible I could have gotten her.

I am not talking on personal experience here, I’m looking at the entire population of males. A large amount dont have what it takes to lock down commitment from high value women, or they meet the value standards once the woman is older and less desirable.

Brutal honesty here.

“But some men want more than that and find the challenge fun and consider the rewards worth it. Hey Scray, after banging that hottie 8.5 on vacation, can you settle down with a “cute” average 6? But getting another 8+ could be haaaaaard. You should just give up and marry a 6 because its haaaaaard to find and get hot girls.”

From personal experience, getting a 7 or 8 or 9 is essentially the same shit, in fact I find 7s harder than 8s.

Same shit, different ho should be plastered on yoru wall, even the same type and angle of pounding makes most girls cum even though they’d want you to believe you have to solve a unique configural maze to hit her O. Reality: some just like choking more than others.

Again, anecdotal experience is pointless here, but I run the same shit on every girl, HOWEVER, I have noticed my game is better and more tighter with hotter girls, it’s like my brain flips into overdrive.

but I’d assume any dude who doesn’t pedestalize beauty would have the same benefits…..hot women have an effect on men.

And for the girl I keep as more than just a fuckbuddy (6 month relationships), yeah, she’s gotta be attractive, but I think I disagree with you on the “challenge” point. A 7/10 who worships the ground you walk on, and is appealing enough to catch constant attention from other guys (read: betas) sometimes is better than an 8 or 8.5 who seems more of a peer.

While I’m not the type to *ever* get married, I do have friends who are trending that way with attractive thin women and I can hardly see that as “giving up.” I completely disagree with you there, each man takes the path which suits him best.

Every man has those “alpha moments” but for some men, “few and far between” is an understatement.

Your example is solid, however, said woman below those standards can be anywhere on the looks spectrum. Spurning the advances of a struggling 4/10 in no way makes a man an alpha. Spurning the advances of a hard 7/10 doesn’t equate to alphaness either – few men do have high enough sexual market value to reject 7s in favors of the hottest girls, but for most, fear of approach or logistics are more of a “problem” for the 7 than the man being too alpha for her….

[…] site, he does sometimes offer some truly thought provoking and insightful writing. His latest post, concerning an Alpha widow, is one such example. While it is full of snark (as usual), he gives an […]

The hits on you-tube for the taking-off of an Antonov 225 resoundingly and absolutely dwarf anything remotely connected to the so-called manosphere.
Jet airplanes are cool. Would you rather be lied to???

I disagree that the alpha dude in the story is an asshole. He’s just a regular guy going about his business, some chick latches on to him. What’s he supposed to do? It’s not his fault that her man is a herb and all of this other stuff. He’s just a guy living life, not accepting any less than he feels he deserves.

The woman in the story is *insane*. Absolutely and utterly. Why is her madness anyone else’s problem? How can she feel no shame over the years she’s wasted from her own stupidity? An absolute waste of a life.

The other thing to take away from this is that a lot of anti-game types and general blue-pill women will try to shame/threaten you to not be a player or learn Game because “it’s only for one night stands, you can’t get a long-term relationship from it, and if you keep up this player nonsense you’re going to end up old and lonely and die alone because you didn’t marry a (sub-standard) girl in your prime.”

The reality is: this John guy could’ve snapped his finger at any point the rest of his LIFE and had this chick ditch her husband in a heartbeat to be with him. Now imagine he creates that same feeling in a dozen women, or even a few dozen, or even 100+ over the course of his prime. If that guy feels “lonely” and is over chasing young hot pussy and decides to settle down, do anti-gamers think he couldn’t just snap his finger and get back with any one of these girls who remember him so fondly?

You could game hardcore and enjoy playing the field till you’re 40+ and still snap a finger and have one of your 20-25yo lovers marry and pop out kids with you. Keep yourself in shape and work on your quality of life in general and you’ll be around long enough to raise those kids and probably see grandchildren.

Contrast that life with the blue-pill beta who marries a shitty girl because he had no other options, who pops out a couple kids that may or may not biologically be his, then loses attraction for him because he’s not attractive to any woman let alone her and spends 10 years as a sexless incel till she divorces him at 40 to eat, pray, love, taking custody of his kids, half his money, and leaving him as a broken 40yo with no experience with game/women and an adamant refusal to learn Game because he’s been socially conditioned to believe it’s wrong or doesn’t work, so he flounders around aimlessly till he dies at 50 (no incentive to take care of himself, so fuck being healthy), alone and lonely.

How many women are showing up to take care of the first guy in his old age and weeping at his funeral, and how many are showing up for the second guy?

Jaded to what? To the blue pill brainwashing that you have to find a wife, buy a house with a white-pickett fence, blow a bunch of money on a ring and a celebration for a legal contract that basically forces you into slavery while giving a woman the ability to destroy your life at any point because she’s unhappy, pop out 2.5 kids, and start buying the latest consumer goods with the money you work at a career you don’t like, to constantly try to one-up the Jones’es next door who always seem to be one step ahead of you?

The more women I meet, the more I love them. I just don’t love them in the ridiculous fantasy way that Disney told me I should.

“There’s a time to juggle then time for LTR.”

It’s up to every man to decide what he wants. I advocate that every man should pro-actively obtain enough experience with women to decide what he wants for himself, instead of letting blue pill social conditioning (“there’s a time to juggle then time for LTR”) or red pill’ers (“bang a bunch of pussy, don’t ever commit”) or MGTOWs (“don’t bother with it!”) decide it for them.

Some guys would chew you out for dating a single mom. But if you have enough experience with women that you’ve decided that’s something you want to do, cool, it’s not for me but I don’t have a problem with it…as long as it’s something you’ve decided for yourself, and not something you’re doing because you can’t get other girls just as hot without kids, or because you’re worried that people will judge you for not being “settled down” at your age or because, or because she’s the first hot girl you’ve been with and you’re just blind with one-itis, etc.

All I expect from men is that they make their own decisions based on actual legit personal experience. Most men these days don’t.

Jaded to what? For one thing I know many guys in their late 30s that are naturals that are fucked in the head. They have too many women in their lives its no good. Here’s an example:

I was with my gf at the mall we got coffee at this stand and we met this persian dude. Very good looking, late 30s man. He was telling us about his life and all the women in it. I said let me see your phone and I swear there must have been 50 women texting him. It was fucking scary. He was like “meh i can fuck them all” you saw this blackness in his eyes this deadness to his soul.

Then we saw this other persian looking man walking with his wife holding hands and their 3 children walking in front of them. I saw the badboy persian look at the family man. I said “now that is a beautiful thing” and I just saw the the badboys face sink.

When I say there is a time to play and a time to get serious it not due to “social conditioning” but rather biological . You see, its not that simple to be 45 and pop out kids with a younger chick. I see these old farts with their children and man it looks exhausting. As Ive stated my gf has a 6 yr old daughter whom I play with all the time and let me tell you that little critter will wear you the fuck out, and IM 30 AND IN PERFECT SHAPE. I see people saying they want kids but wont have them til later LOL good luck with that its just male entitlement thinking they can live forever.

Many will say they dont want kids but i know the MAJORITY of men do in fact want children its the latter phase of life. Fucking is fun but after a while it loses its fun how many times can you bust a nut? Me hanging around the baby momma and her daughter has only increased my desire for children of my own.

And I agree that men shouldnt follow social rules and do things just because. But dont forget that many social rules are in fact based on biological rules (exception the recent rules that have fucked everything up). Its still possible to have a family and not be like the people as you described living the rat race competing with the joneses. Not all women are like that.

Jaded to what? To the blue pill brainwashing that you have to find a wife, buy a house with a white-pickett fence, blow a bunch of money on a ring and a celebration for a legal contract that basically forces you into slavery while giving a woman the ability to destroy your life at any point because she’s unhappy, pop out 2.5 kids, and start buying the latest consumer goods with the money you work at a career you don’t like, to constantly try to one-up the Jones’es next door who always seem to be one step ahead of you?

= false binary and straw man that only would be cited by an overinvested, late-blooming PUA paranoid about backsliding into his old omega ways. Or, gaming chicks as political statement. A third way between whore and shrew? Impossible for him to contemplate, as he imagines the very thought to be the camel’s nose under his rickety big-top tent.

A man in command can take each woman as they come. All options are open to him, from pump-and-dump to affair to serial dating to harem to marriage. But the quality of the women who drove you to your PUA pose precludes the latter. Your assumption that skankitude is a universal fact of the SMP sends you slithering under rocks and declaring the pandemic of sluts.

Better men have better uses for broads, especially because he gets them at a discount — and he has access to the top class of women, where the low-lit, superficially tempting, damaged-goods basket-cases you fawn over are not allowed entry. But what would you know about class? Women beyond your grasp, much less reach, don’t advertise their availability in the places you creep, so you are sure they do not exist. And of the ones you claim to have stolen virtue from, further investigation reveals them to be putting on as much of an act as you are.

You are the drunk looking for his keys under the lamp post because the light is better. There is a reason virtuous women — fewer though they are in our age — stay away from the writhing pulsating underclass miasma of fag-designed low-rent frottage halls where you hang and spin tales from.

@matt. i’m curious, which 19th century philosopher do you like to pretend you are when you are going to sleep at night? and, for an extra challenge, in your response, please try to insult me without comparing me to some sort of vermin that needs to scurry into a some sort of hole (a common, but, regrettably, overused conceit of yours).

You gotta admit he has a point though. I’m not sure where I fall in this whole debate, I personally believe that all women respond to the same primal urges whether her exterior is “club skank” or “marriage material”. But Matthew King’s conviction does at least make me question myself.

@man man. i don’t know if you’re familiar with the band “man man,” but they’re insanely entertaining in a live setting.

as to your question, i will admit that the man matt is describing is entirely possible, but i do not believe he is that man. matt is the epitome of an armchair expert on all things, but i doubt very seriously that he has had many meaningful relationships (sexual or otherwise) with women. having spent lots of time with lots of women, i can confirm with almost 100% certainty that they find matt’s schtick (bloviating endlessly on uninteresting and boring topics) to be lame as fuck. i also doubt that he is able to turn it off when necessary since it appears to be an intractable part of his identity. so, i’d take his proclamations with several oceans of salt.

Dunno if you read the post but a lot of these sub topics have been covered by Heartiste Before, and I agree with his take on it:

the amount of asshole alpha each girl requires is different (like a bell curve), although its centered closer to “jerky” over “nice guy”, and hotter girls tend to prefer jerkier. but with that being said, honestly some extremely hot women (9s) might tolerate more beta than a pretty 7 nightlife frequenter who has had all walks of male life, from the 9/10 males to the invisible 3/10s, offer her dick and expects a good show every day of the week.

Yep. All of what you said. Matt is simply not someone anyone, male or female, would want to voluntarily spend long periods of time around. The guys who don’t go out and see high-value cool guys and make friends with them and occasionally BE the type of guy hot girls want to be with, can’t tell because they don’t have the reference experience to compare him to, so Matt’s been able to bullshit everyone for probably a couple years.

Then guys who go out started posting here and we can spot the Matt’s of the world a mile away, and they are sitting in their armchairs spouting game theory, not actually living it.

Between yeahokcool and YaReally we got two-thirds of an epic tribute band.

OR the kernel of a world-beating brain trust, where they can teach the world that morals are, like, bullshit, mannnn. WHY DIDN’T ANYBODY THINK OF THIS BEFORE?

The implications are staggering to contemplate. If only we could find a pair of tits to front the whole thing and make these reformed dorks look good by association. With “ya” or “yeah” in her name to keep it reals.

I seriously read like the first few sentences of what you write and then when I can tell it’s the same old “I’m smarter than everyone, everyone else is ignorant and can’t see the big picture like me with my genius” routine I just skip past the rest to see what other people reply to your whining lol but I’m sure your comment is full of absolutely scathing zingers.

It’s good to know the limits of your reading ability. But don’t snowflake on me, sweetheart. I am not writing to you. I am writing about you and your type. Your inability to defend yourself is presumed, so you can stop explicitly announcing it. If you had the wherewithal to make a different case, you’d have the ability to deliver yourself from your one-dimensional existence rather than repeatedly asserting its excellence without evidence.

Have you never gotten the schoolgirl accusation of You just think you’re smarter than everyone!!!? Then you’re more of a bullshitter than I thought you were. Here I thought it went with the territory, especially among men who are used to outmatching women. If you’ve never encountered those kind of women — you know, the ones who are desperate to confess their vulnerability to you but don’t have the words — at least understand that you are emulating them with your hapless parting shot.

I made it to Sweetie and then I had to stop readinb because there was a tingle in my pants thinking of you whispering that into my ear under a romantic moonlit night sky. I’m sure the rest was fascinating. I hope you used the word “razzmatazz” again.

Really?
I don’t. The best I know are some naturals who get stuck with the same 6-7’s over and over again. But I mean, every time I beat around the bush with them, they reveal a huge fear to challenge themselves and step up.

Like, the naturals I went on the trip with have to get shitfaced drunk to even cold approach. I was just shooting the shit with another natural about the Chipotle girl in my last FR, and he reacted like that was just the worst thing in the world. Rejection of any type I mean. Then he proceeded to tell me that he worked in a restaurant for a month before asking out a girl he liked.

Point is, it just seems like the amount of guys who are reaching this pinnacle you’re describing — where they just bang tons of the women of their choice and become jaded– is astonishingly small. But, at 26 maybe I have yet to meet enough people!

Let me tell you that my social group is an odd one. We are all greek americans our parents had money so we had money. All of us had nice cars we knew the best spots. We would take OC girls out to the baddest places in LA and 3 cocktails later they would take the dick. No BS my 4 closest buddies all have 100 plus women under their belt. They all cheat on their LTR’s or wives it sucks man you dont want to be associated with these types of people its unclassy. Again, why I say theres a time to juggle and a time to get serious.

Ive seen the older generation power players age into their late 30s and man its scary. Too many of them are single and Ive seen dudes hit their 40s still single looks rapidly fading. They are the equivalent to the women who its the wall. I see this and dont want it for my life. Maybe they dont want families of their own but I doubt that most men want to fulfill their biological roles.

Your friends are pussies who cheat because they didn’t learn how to manage open relationships.

I’ve met couples in open relationships with kids who are doing just fine and dandy. My own GF and I have been together almost 3 years now. Honesty and communication is important in these situations, your friends have neither of those.

Women in an open relationship don’t fuck other guys when you’re higher value to her than those guys. Hypergamy is the loophole. My GF hasn’t banged other guys in 3 years because I’m higher value to her than other guys are, because I know how to flip her switches and keep her attracted.

Believe it or not, if your frame is solid and your game is tight and you screen for the right girl, you can create an arrangement where she’s openly forbidden by you to see other guys but you can fuck other girls, and she will be okay with that. I have a friend who’s been with his girl for 6 years in this arrangement. Again it takes a lot of communication, honesty, and a solid frame.

You can google “yareally” and “open relationships” and find some more detailed breakdowns of how to set these up. I’d link you some shit in this comment but 1) I’m on my phone and 2) you won’t read or believe it anyway because it’s too far outside your limited perspective.

“I know that if I want to ever settle down and have the white-pickett fence and 2.5 kids and all that, I’m going to have a shit-load of challenges ahead of me compared to a lot of people (like how to stay interested in a girl for more than a few months).”

This is what I mean by “too far gone” when you bang too many girls this is what happens.

With re to “open relationships” you call it limited perspective I call it morality. I simply cannot share my woman with another man. Even if I can “game her” into her letting me fuck other girls while she cannot thats not something Im down with. If I met a girl and she told me she was with a dude who let her fuck other women that would be an immediate disqualifier as it would signify low self esteem.

I don’t really care what your arbitrary version of “morals” are. They’re not relevant to me because they’re yours, not mine.

Yes, if I want to settle into monogamy, I’ll have challenges. Again, that’s why I don’t choose monogamy and why I’m learning and experimenting with open relationships. To find an alternative to something that I think is silly to begin with.

You are just using exaggerated shame tactics with the whole overdramatic “dead soul in their eyes” thing. It’s the exact same as anti-gamers who think that all one night stands involve kicking the girl out after fucking her and then laying on your bed staring at the ceiling with a tear running down your cheek as you contemplate the bleak meaninglessness of your life.

It’s bullshit scare-tactics that guys who haven’t had solid loving multiple LTRs resort to to try to scare other men into following the same “settling for the norm” path as them.

@yareally yeah you don’t know me buddy. I appreciate the condescending advice, I just hope you appreciate being able to talk down to me and walk away from it unscathed thanks to the anonymity of the web

I take a more spiritual view of life while you take a more carnal approach. Ive read more of your stuff it makes me sad for you. Why? Because you are surrounded by dishonest people. When the girl with the bf is down to fuck and you fuck her all you are doing is surrounding yourself in deceit. You may think its all good you let her feel good the frame is ok no shame but you know full well that she just cheated on her BF with YOU. She is guilty but so are you my friend why because you know how to play with women’s emotional buttons and use it to your advantage. I use game for love you use it to satisfy your ego and for carnal pleasure. But ask yourself yareally, what are you really trying to satisfy, carnal desire or your own ego??

Ill give you some advice man. Stick to fucking the single girls it will make you feel much better. Im not trying to shame you people try to shame me for raising another mans daughter bla bla bla im helping raise my gf daughter the girl loves me alot. Just think, think, that I may have a positive influence on someones life! Amazing isnt it?

Again, in sum, the venusian arts are indeed powerful and I had to use them to game my gf (whom Ive stated is gorgeous and got heat for posting pics) but I used them responsibly. I know deep down in there you still have a heart dude cuz u are still relatively young dont let the narcissism eat away whats left of it

You’re so gentle with your inferiors, greatest beta. Let’s see how that works out for you. Don’t underestimate power of the formerly omega’s attachment to the religion which liberated him from his chains.

You can’t make me go back! I won’t go back! Not listening! You’re the devil! Not listening!

@greatest beta
You should be posting on Sue’s blog instead of here. She’ll love you.

Again you’re doing the same gay moral pearl-clutching and shaming that feminists and anti-gamers and guys who haven’t had meaningful STRs and mLTRs do. Blah blah hole in your soul blah blah raising another man’s kid is fulfilling blah blah game is wrong but I keep posting on a game blog and qualifying myself to everyone and getting mad when they don’t respect me blah blah look at my girlfriend I fluked into blah blah

Straight-up, your life and insecurity is kind of sad to me and I don’t want to emulate it at all so I don’t take your advice seriously in any way, and I don’t think anyone else here does after your huge weekend-long “look at how i pwned this Internet troll guy!!!!” spaz on that other thread.

I hope things work out for you, but I definitely wouldn’t want to be you.

Ya I was just like him. I let social conditioning dictate my values/morals and goals in life because I didn’t have enough practical experience to have any of my own views on it. I had to do a lot of unwiring on my journey.

Believe it or not all I wanted when I first decided to try getting out of my shell was a nice quiet little submissive average/plain “cute” nerd girl who’d cuddle with me and maybe play video games and I’d do all these romantic beta things for her and we’d get married and live happily ever after.

I only wanted that stuff because I lacked choice/options. I couldn’t even comprehend that I could live the life I have since then. I was fully blue pill and believed some guys have it and some don’t and all those evil jerk asshole players just use women and live empty soulless lives etc etc.

That’s why I roll my eyes at greater beta’s silly speeches and warnings. He’s in the same mindset I was.

The reality is, when you discover you can get laid consistently and that you can actually land girls that were so out of your league before that they weren’t even on your radar as possibilities, you start going “you know, I really don’t see the big deal about monogamy. It seems kind of restricting, really.” Then you see enough monogamous relationships around you where everyone is cheating, trying to cheat, thinking about cheating, or fantasizing about cheating, and you do enough research into the financial/legal realities of marriage for men and you meet enough women in relationships to start to understand that relationships are shades of grey and not black & white and that most people are putting on a front day to day, and you start going “you know, this whole thing, where I can be an average looking 30yo and bang the gamut of girls from 18-35, and they give me the best sex they’ve given any man or will give any other man because I know how to bring that out of them and at any time I could make any of my girls into that serious cuddle and grow-old-together girlfriend I wanted back at the start…this is a pretty awesome deal. :)”

Yes, you can go down a road where you get jaded and depressed and become a soulless shell blah blah. But generally those are guys who are still clinging to parts of the blue pill (ie – the player looking for his Madonna), or Naturals who’ve simply fallen ass-backwards into being good with attracting girls quickly but didn’t necessarily WANT those kinds of relationships so they’re tortured by it.

In the end it comes down to “are the actions you’re taking and the results you’re getting in line with YOUR personal goals? If they are, great, you’re happy like me. If they aren’t, you’re going to suffer and be depressed and tortured.”

The player who looks at the family walking by with envy in his dead soulless eyes is the exact same as the married guy who gets a little too drunk at a wedding and warns me “real talk…don’t ever get married man. Just don’t do it…trust me…” as he watches me dance with the bridesmaids with his dead soulless eyes.

Both of those guys aren’t living in alignment with what they really want in life.

That’s why I say if greater betas goals in life involve raising some other dude’s kid (be sure to have read http://do-not-marry.com/dnmforum/forum/index.php?topic=226.0 ), that’s cool, I hope he’s happy and it works out for him. But I know what my goals values etc are and I’m living in alignment with them so I’ll happily pass up his silly blue pill advice.

Reading this exchange I’m wondering if you once held the same attitude as “greatest beta” and changed that or if you always held some version of those beliefs?

Good question. But you must detect by now that this poseur is constitutionally incapable of regarding the smallest disagreement over his greeting-card moralism as anything other than various phantoms of his old self. Dissent from his fairy tale is taken as a threat to his recently hard-won well-being. He is not able to fathom the possibility that some of us did not require a steep learning curve from zero to self-proclaimed hero, as he did. Therefore we critics must be versions of his former self, in one way or another.

I’d find some way to sympathize with his poor former existence, and to applaud his bootstrapping, but for the zeal of his evangelizing an incomplete creed. The old omega had built up defenses against alternative possibilities, while the New and Improved PUA™ has jettisoned everything from his old ways — except the defensive intransigence.

He used to be incapable of relaxing and allowing the change to work on him, like any frustrated chump, just as he now is incapable of expanding his acquired wisdom into anything beyond new-age claptrap (“I [used to] let social conditioning dictate my values”). This is not deep experiential insight. This is the opposite of good philosophy. This is an intellectual omega tell, a readymade, stock answer in the absence of a better one. He, along with every freshman know-it-all, relies on stale fortune-cookie platitudes for a working philosophy of life while thinking he has bravely forged a new path.

He doesn’t have the self-awareness to see it, so I give him some (a very little) slack. But any alpha with any sense, or indeed any perspicacious observer, should smell it on him.

@Matthew King …you seem jealous and bitter…of those that are scoring in the SMP…you mask it with lengthy screeds of which a truly indifferent man would never indulge…I don’t mean to judge…I’ve been there too…the ego tries to protect itself when you’re alone with your regrets and failures…you hate the fact that others are succeeding wildly while you flounder…you have to man up out of it…you are obviously an intelligent man but you come across like a pompous Brit-rot supervillain…

@greatest beta
When you find yourself agreeing with Matt, you should be worried lol

Everything I say is based in reality as someone who goes out and succeeds. Every guy who goes out enough comes to the same conclusions. When you spout a bunch of nonsense that contradicts those conclusions you are wrong, that’s just how it works.

There’s no room for “opening your mind” to the possibility that 2 + 2 = 3, just to make some butt-hurt jockeys on the Internet feel like their opinion matters. 2 + 2 = 4, I’m sorry if that invalidates all the bullshit excuses you’ve made for yourself to help yourself believe you’re good at math. I didn’t make the rules, I just report them.

Profile: Have you recently returned to the area to retire? Have you spent your life chasing poon but have nothing to show for it? Then, boy, oh boy, have you struck gold! With a helath care plan that will be the envy of all your friends, you can live out your last years in the arms of someone experienced in the art of keeping people alive. With spectacluar views of beautiful Lake Erie, you can fall asleep to the lapping waves carrying you into eternity. Or stick around for a while and enjoy the fabulous cobalt Corian countertops! Also, I’ll be there.

Well, I found it highly entertaining. Health insurance would not raise a woman’s SMV to an aging man who has “retired” before 65?

[CH: It’s funny, but not all funny serves the cause of mating calls. It sounded a little desperate, too many reminders of mortality and aging, a plea for settling when the settling’s still semi-chubbed. Men don’t really respond to that in a sexually enticed way. Try to recall a time when they were virile and hunting the great american plains for the choicest female flesh. Evoke that feeling and anchor it to yourself.]

Julien from RSD on shit-tests. This is gold and makes up a MASSIVE part of my game, and it’s why I get attraction quickly with my personal style (doing/saying blatantly offensive/inaccurate things that I know will instigate shit-tests from girls, so that I can pass the tests and give them that “whiff” Julien talks about). This is also why looks, money, etc. don’t matter…they matter for he guys who think they matter because in their reality they attribute value to them. In my reality they have no value and my frame is stronger than a silly girl’s frame, or an AMOG’s frame, or society’s blue-pill frame:

100% gold there, watch it over and over till the concept sinks in.

And there are some pics of him running daygame here if you want to see the quality of girls Julien approaches. Note his body-language (dominant, invading their personal space, lots of playful kino, etc.). When your sense of entitlement is high, you can break social norms/rules because your mentality is basically “it doesn’t matter if I break some rules, in the end she’s going to love me, so I can do whatever I want” (compared to the beta way of thinking that goes “I’d better be a gentleman and play by all the rules so I don’t dare offend her so that hopefully she likes me”):

I’ve been seeing several girls at a time for a while now, generally 6-7’s, 21-24, students with or without boyfriends, that sorta thing. They’re all aware that I don’t want anything serious, and since I haven’t said anything overtly about the situation they seem happy enough to continue, I see each of them once a week or fortnight, not that regularly.

One of them is pretty cool, no drama, and enjoys sucking my dick & being fucked all night long, which is obviously great. She’s never asked about our status until last week, when she asked in a subtle roundabout way if I miss having a girlfriend (nope). She’s on holiday in Spain this week, so I interpreted that as her wanting a green light to go and suck a bucketful of Spanish dicks. Now, I’m not really in a position to protest, cos we’re not exclusive by any means and I’m actively seeking & fucking other girls.

However, she’s texted me a few times whilst away, saying how hot she thinks Spanish guys are, and how much fun the clubs are. I asked her to get me some Spanish pussy as a souvenir and left it at that…. but I reckon she’s gonna try the same thing on when she’s back and I meet her next. Although on the one hand I don’t have a leg to stand on, I also don’t particularly want to think or know about what she or others get up to.

Is this a shit-test or does she yearn for a man who’ll draw a line in the sand, or is it it some kind of crazy jealousy ploy to get me to be more sincere & caring? It might sound retarded but I suspect there’s a way for me to up my game here.

Im still confused about indifference and building attraction. When I try to be indifferent and detached, im always mistaken as unsociable which is unattractive. When you approach someone or try to set up a meet with a girl, doesnt that betray your indifference? Need help!

When you approach, you should have the attitude that you’re only doing it for your own bemusement. You’re having fun, but you couldn’t care less one way or the other.

Also, unsociable isn’t necessarily unattractive, you just have to own your frame. Men aren’t meant to be prancing mincing dandies, its just something that’s happened over the years to adapt to a much gayer and feminine social milieu.

You can be indifferent and detached, but still completely charming and entertaining. Charm is not something you use to bring people into your orbit, it is just how you interact when you want to, because you are enjoying someone’s company and, therefore, deign to continue the conversation.

If they start to act in a way that annoys or bores you, you let the charm fade, and disengage from the conversation as circumstances permit. That is how it is should be with the 54 year old cashier at the store or the hottie at the bar. Have fun talking to them, so long as it is fun and interesting to you. If they turn it into a bother or a chore, stop talking to them and get on with life as soon as you can.

“Further to my earlier remark I’ve just done a quick search for this woman’s previous articles and the headlines make fascinating reading… she has already spilled the beans about her “first love” a bloke called Alex – not mentionned in this article, and as I thought I remembered, she has also cut out her “belovèd husband John” whose widow she pupports to be… she looks pretty unstable to me (I’m 50 and still on true love number one) and she seems to be raking up old flames either real or imaginary as the sujetcs of articles she writes to earn a living…. but she really doesn’t come out of it at all well and I’m not surpirsed that her grandchildren don’t want to visit (the subject of another article) and that her son is embarrassed by her (he wrote a reply article to that one), poor bloke… it must be SO embarrassing to have your 60+ mother blabbing about her sex life all over the DM. Shut up Liz, the whole world does NOT want to know about your sexual failures.”

“Jon didn’t do anything innately villainous–this woman stalked him, found out where he would be so she could go there, changed her major just to see him, then threw herself sexually at him. Of course he’s gonna take a freebie when she shows up at parties and offers it up. He seemed to think they were just friends with benefits, until she tried to make a public display of something more. He was immature to ignore her, but at least he didn’t string her along just for sex once he figured out he wanted more. SHE’S the accountable one here, acting desperate and unhinged for some guy who wasn’t even mildly interested in her until she offered herself up.”

The other kind of takedown would be instructive: where the story is told with the genders reversed. A creepy male stalker seduces a woman and continues stalking her in his mind for FIFTY YEARS after she rejects him. There would be no sympathy from da wimminz for this contemptible loser who is incapable of getting a life, no article in a national newspaper, and if the autobiographical ebook got any attention it would be only from psychiatrists and criminologists. THERE is the double standard.

Deja Vu. At the age of 55, I still intice tingles, and envy from the Black Muslim guys as I game my chicks. Slept with so many little whores than I can recolect. Been mind fucked and married twice. I got the T shirt and like other Alpha Dudes I know who have managed to survive, will rather let these Feminist Fat Moo Cows – fuck themselves will I suck my Beer and Wiskey and refuse to cater for them. Been self employed with a bunch of clueless young guys – have driven my SLMV through the roof. Been a fan of CH for years and also taken some guys under my wing. GAME is the answer for nobbing wommaen from 16 to 60 (em) – I draw the line at 40. Apart from the “Cougar” culture and abuse of homeless young dudes.

Being a heavy dude helps – I have to beat off the desperate “50” year old chicks with a stick while I game their daughter.

Met two true 10 stripper last night–natural, one 18 and the other 21. This reminded me of CH’s point about youth. Holy fuck brothers. One of them gave me her number (I’m cute). We’ll see if it’s real and if she texts me back. #winning? Actually I had met the other one once before, and she remembered me. I will get her # too eventually. These chicks are smokin’ “interesting” and drug and even alcohol free, no joke, and that’s not me being naive. If they only knew, I would give them 40 second orgasms. They have not been with a real man like me. I’m better at 37 than I was at 27. Just gotta get them to let me show them the way.

It’s obvious.If a man looses an alpha her grief is massive.Her biologic programming can not allow her to become pregnant by an inferior seed.

It’s different for men.The aim of male sexual evolutionary programming is to spread the seed,not necessary to the most perfect female species.
Love for man is just an attraction to make him stay around a particular female in order to breed a child.Love for a woman is much more than this-it is to give birth to a child from a superior seed.

I think the point is not that she ignores some beta in the hallway, but that she’s so enamored of her alpha that she doesn’t even notice other alphas nearby (future rockstar and ladies’ mam Ferry was presumably already an alpha in university to some degree

Thanks for clearing up that point. I think it proves how one’s alpha-ness is relative to a woman’s perception. Not every woman goes for rock star alpha. But every woman recognizes celebrity, which is the reason she mentions Mr. Ferry with a pang of guilt.

However, judging by her looks, she seems the type to be attracted to Byronic types and artful dodgers. If she were young today, she would be a fan of Twilight, 50 shades of Gray, and the like. Judging by the alpha male’s looks and back story, and her occupation as a journalist, this would be the case.

These days, I realize I could not go beyond half a dozen sentences in a private conversation without mentioning ‘my ex’ while hoping the listener would take the bait and ask for more detail. Sometimes, I catch myself justifying it and some other pathetic behaviors of mine by telling myself ‘I am already so pathetic, how much lower can I be?!’

The last message I received from him was ‘so sorry, piglet, it has been really hard for me too!’ What do I suppose to make out of a message like that?! After all, how hard it could have been for him when he is already full steam ahead seeing someone else?

I will just have to remain sad and pathetic for as long as a piglet could endure.

Sour grapes bias: The married beta male has limited choice in women, so he tricks himself into believing his wife is all he wants.

Loss aversion bias: The married beta male is chained to marriage, fully invested, and dreads losing it all, so he imagines he is happy.

I don’t think people who are truly connected to their real feelings can “trick themselves into believing” or “imagine they are happy”. You can’t force yourself into “believing” you are happy. You are either feel it or you don’t feel it. And lying to yourself about that is very exhausting.

I wonder how many guys can relate to this. Most of my friends are either Greek or first generation Persian, Mexican, Italian, etc. The vast majority of our mothers were married as virgins or have only been with one man. Same applies to my mom who was raised in a small town of 1500. She had two older brothers that were harsh and frightening. They were warned not to shame the family name. My dad came around when she was 19, he met the family, they approved of him and then my mom approved of him. They were married 6 weeks later. This is common with many of my friends. We see how our fathers are treated with deep respect and honor.

Fast forward to the shitshow thats going on today and no wonder so many of us are checked out. I still hold hope that its possible to do things the old school way. But the difference the way these women talk, even look at men when compared to these one cock women is huge.

After reading the linked story over at the Daily Fail, I browsed through the celebrity sightings photos and saw 32 year old actor Ben Foster with a 48 year old actress (Robin Wright). The Fail called him her boy toy. It appears not even fame and money can blast the beta from men’s souls.

That’s a 32 year old actor in the prime of his life shagging a 48-year old post-post-wall female carcass.
And here I thought Foster was sufficiently alpha after seeing him in the Mechanic and 310 to Yuma.

I don’t follow celebrities, but this smells of a dude using traditionally female social climbing game, a la Ashton Kutcher gaining A-list status from Demi Moore. My quick look at wikipedia for a list of credits indicates they are on par in their careers, so maybe he is just being beta, reinforced by apparently no kids/never married. Maybe some knows their relative celebrity and can comment. She still has remnants of hotness if one wants to wax nostalgic or fall in love. I hate love.

the problem with the “social climbing” reasoning is that these guys could climb just as easily with HOT YOUNG famous chicks.

Kutcher was established, he gained nothing from marrying Demi Moore. Now he’s shacked up with a 10 years past prime Kunis. He cheated on his wife with a hot 22 year old party girl, so he’s not fully beta. But I think it says something about his confidence in his true worth as a relationship partner that he won’t try to get committment from a girl at peak nubility.

If John had returned this woman’s affection, she would have got bored with him and dumped him. She would not think of him again except with embarrassment.

What she got was probably what she deserved.

BTW, if a woman I was interested in was a virgin, I would wonder what was wrong with her. I never had one and never wanted one. I’ve had some that were so tight I almost could not get it in. I did have one brown cherry. From what I have heard, sex with a virgin is terrible.

“Sex with a virgin is terrible.” I get that notion, but for wifey material, you always want new unwrapped yourself from protective packaging. Perfect fit by imprinting in two essential aspects. The fact (Western) women WHO ARE VIRGINS don’t even register with you, @Ken_in_SC, and probably numerous other men as wifey material speaks volumes. Just wow. The sex is so fast food now. Will men queue up and think nothing of it? and I mean as a usual practice not a world record attempt. Now that I think about it, could be inevitable. And the fit will be oh so customized. lullzlulzlulzllzulz

This is interesting because on one hand, it seems like men and women aren’t that different. Both sexes can pine for the one who got away. I thought that women were better able to turn off feelings for a guy they no longer like. Poof, you’re done. But it seems, instead that women move on, pining for 5 minutes with aloof asshole and guys move on remembering that one 9 they accidentally banged but nope, women can fake it for life with a beta and guys can just move past hotties into the jerkoff bin.

So, the point for guys is to not marry the girl you have to actually work to woo? Cause if you have to work for it, she’s not swooning for you.

I thought that women were better able to turn off feelings for a guy they no longer like. Poof, you’re done.
Yes, if he beta’d his ass to her. Then it’s easy. It’s the equivalent for us of an HB9 gaining 100 lbs and turning into a feminist shrike.

So, the point for guys is to not marry the girl you have to actually work to woo? Cause if you have to work for it, she’s not swooning for you.
No, the point is not to marry a girl equal to or below you in SMV value if you have to work for her. If she’s 2+ points above you in SMV, you will still have to work for her, but it’s not necessarily because she’s pining for an alpha cad. Alpha cads are thin on the ground, and an HB9 will have been far more likely to have kept the cad around, at least for a while. With a so-so chick, OTOH, you can take it to the bank, especially if you are slowly winning her over with beta male provider game and no aloof alpha game whatsoever, as was obviously the case with lesser beta Neville Longbottom there.

yeah, my gf’s point out that I’ve permanently screwed up the girls I pity-dated because now they have a taste for high smw guys without the means to readily get that sweet sweet alpha dick. Again, marrying a hotter chick seems to be the case for a happy marriage.

I’m personally of the opinion that a man SHOULD brush off girls that don’t measure up to his standards rather than pity-date them; I’ve done pity-dating a couple of times and it starts out fun at first, but becomes hella lame real quick.

In addition, cold rejection of broads that don’t measure up just might lead to lower female obesity rather than leaving them deluded. As the great GBFM has said, if a fat bitchy 2 gets fucked and dumped by 8 alphas in college, she thinks, “2 + 8 = 10 I’M A TEN LOZLZOZLOZLZ!!!”

ummm??? gays??? HELLO!!!! of course your infertile it’s called biology!!
i swear if someday doctors can let me know if my son or daughter has the qweer gene i’ll abort it, and im generally a prolife guy.

Sex with an alpha male is as dangerous as trying out a perversion. The danger isn’t that it will disgust or debase you. The danger is that you will like it, in fact you will find it is the only thing that you like.

I am relatively new to this blog and had a general question about approaching a girl while she is sitting down alone(at the library or university cafeteria for example). Is it best to sit at her table while asking, “is someone sitting here” or just sit down and start taliking to her? Or don’t sit down and just stay standing up while talking to her? I’m open to any suggestions or personal experience that anyone may have on this particular aspect of approaching.

[CH: Just sit, don’t bother asking unless it looks like someone else is sitting there (books etc on the table).]

Definitely don’t stand around and be creeper about it. You can always just sit next to her for a bit and start chatting. Given your in a library you can be much friendlier as opposed to club environment where the bitch shield is up. Make it short and sweet get her basic info then bounce. A bit of humor is always good. Then when you see her again in there go for the kill and ask her out. You got nothing to lose everything to gain

“But he never spoke to me again. I went into shock, succumbing to a range of illnesses from glandular fever to migraines and strange fainting fits. I would frequently pass out in the street — but at least I hadn’t become pregnant, a girl’s worst fear in those days. My love for John turned to hate. My demon lover had shown his demonic side, and I tried to move on, as we’d say now.”

Nowadays women will just slap you with a false rape accusation if you pump & dump them too coldly. “No unhappy fling goes unpunished!”